the morning of the dragon.
2001-08-13 - 10:35 a.m. I refer to the dragon on the box of Tension Tamer tea I am about to make into cups. cups. I'd rather like to be in my cups matinant, but I spent the morning telling Stephen that sangria was not appropriate breakfast repast. I feel... better. Thank you Illia. My Alice, my Meneleus, my Prince Philip come whilst I slept, having done something so asinine as pricked my dainty little digit on a bloody spindle. I forgot to leave her something in my little will, but I think she ought to have all things Sylvia of mine, and the non-fanfic stuff. Puma really ought to have the Tower though, as it is muchly her. Hey. That is what I need. Inject the Tower with luscious new chapters. Yes. Dragons, you know, ought to be ridden, not slain.
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