You can see them in the Cloudish heavens, hunting the Wren (who's flying upside down). The Fool has tumbled down old Lightfast in a single combat. Just above them is the Knot of Swords the dancers weave; before them trips the Hobby Horse; the Fiddler lags. Old Mally's Thorn is now a broom, to sweep them room to rhyme. They have a Lantern, but they've lost their way.
The Witches have strayed in from another mythstream; they appear, not in country guising, but in courtly masque.
You must let them in. They bring the Sun.
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