Oh, we are alone. Alone, and cursed with each other.
Give us their bones to make drums for the dead. Still polishing Eyes of Lost Gods. Soon!
I do try to restrict my collecting, but occasionally give in to my cheaper impulses. Sunday happened to be one of them A cute little
Ananuenya’s army is fallen into disarray. The Widows have been swept from the board, her most loyal Zindali allies have been enslaved, and her use
Tinkering with final edits on one book, working on another. Tinkering with health issues, working on that, too. Not really enjoying the block editor. But,
Rest time should be time to recharge! To get stuff done! And I did get xmas lunch done, a little late. Churrasco lunch. So full.