ive been having the workings of a Tale spinning in my mind for some nights. so i set upon myself to begin writing the visions that keep my mind from settling down to sleep, demanding for ink to meet paper into the magic of the written word.
and Blast it! twice now the notebooks of which i have begun writing the materials have been consumed into the ether, or the many hungry black holes of this old brick and plaster dwelling. *sigh*.
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