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So westwindschild has been encouraging me to write some original fiction, which I have done precious little of in the past eight or ten years. God, has it really been that long? Anyway, the moral of the story is, be careful what you wish for, cuz this is what you get:

( The peril of old diaries )

Well, on that note, I think I'm feeling sufficiently angsty to go write a bit of 'Courage'.