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Musings in the Musain
Joly hurried in, glad to be out of the cold and in the warmth of the Cafe Musain. Paris in November, with cold winds and the threat of snow and sleet, was not a place of which he approved or thought healthy. He called for some wine, and produced a bag of apples he had bought earlier, in the hope that they might stave off a chill ( Read more... ) -
A goodbye, of a kind
Today's bit of fic for you ( Read more... ) -
Assemblage of Things Created
Various media will hopefully be assembled here; I will update accordingly.
Fanfic:
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Pianos and sunshine
The sunshine is certainly a rarity for this benighted country ( Read more... )