We're in the Long Delving. Held back maybe half-hour after Barg went in, then Parna scouted, reported orcs up on the gatehouse wall. Holed up in a side valley for the night; next day Parna and Quicksilver reported the orcs had moved out, wagons too. Couldn't find Barg in Dreaming; hope he's okay. Waited another day so we wouldn't be coming through onto their heels, then through the gate.I always breathe a bit easier knowing I've got a good solid 40 rods of rock over my head, but Quicksilver and Parna rather uncomfortable. Parna because he can't see in the dark and Quicksilver seems happiest with nothing solid around her at all. Magicked us to fly to gate this morning for fastest, trouble-free approach - maybe true solidity is the will on the path and not the feet on the ground, but ugh. Got freaked by mask carvings in pillar-hall - like the dragon guards, or those Twin things - but apparently not magic. Doubt just coincidence, though. Warning? Also run-in with horrid formless things in ventilation shaft. Eyes and mouths all moving around. Things of wrongness, turning even the stone soft. Ran; should have been destroyed but the path is forward, can't turn for every vile thing we may find.
Waiting for orcs to clear out, did finally have time for really deep meditation. Solidified some shaky insights. Easy to go through focusing on bits of body separately, hard to hold all in mind at once. But body knows how it's supposed to be now, and with concentration, knowing is being. Figure it's slagged awful to know better if too ripped up though.