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Day Two.
If only I'd known the weaponmaster would find me first...
I woke in low spirits. Expending the previous day's energy on additional forest skirmishes had done nothing to restore my wounded confidence. My body ached from unhealed bruises and cuts; my mind reeled with self-defeating complaints. Sheets of rain fell from a dark and oppressive sky, ( Read more... ) -
Day One.
I think I must have been asleep before the imp arrived. I remember vast darkness surrounding me and the warm feelings you get when someone you love holds you very close. The imp ruined that by buzzing in my face and delivering a few sharp pokes to my ribs with the pointed end of a three-pronged spear.
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Every word of it is true.
Your power comes from an ability to sense how things might be and to proclaim this possibility with a great force and willingness to act. You have a tendency to be romantic, and can be an idealist. This sense of how the world can be is often expressed with self-deprecatory humor. Because of your need to address the ( Read more... ) -
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A bat visited the apartment tonight. Isabelle found him, and chased him into the dining room. Francine was scared.
I managed to get the bat safely outside with the use of a flat sheet of cardboard and a cheap replica of Indiana Jones' hat.
