For once, a nice present from my subconscious.

[sakana]

It was the future.  At least a decade into it, maybe more.  We lived in a huge, rambling, old, beautiful house.  Practically all the walls--every room that wasn't unfriendly to paper, most hallways--were lined with books.  We had two brilliant, beautiful children (okay so the boy looked like Harry Potter; what do you want from me?), all kinds of

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Blessed be..

[echoeversky]

the teachers.

May they always prevail.

:)

E.