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I saw this and was damn impressed. It reminds me of the Locust armor.

Anyway, wow, we can see our house from here and it's kind of scary.

The Operation Iron Piglet Offensive to spoke the wheels of the Spoked Offensive, the Cult of Defiled trying to stop the hyperatomic plane from being burned, a surprise, and then the wind-down as everyone goes home or returns to or starts their new lives.

It's kind of frightening.

The weird thing is, I'm still having slight fugue states when I type. (Yes, I've seen a doctor about it and no, I don't have a tumor) Sometimes I'll hit submit and read what I wrote and think "Wow, this is pretty good. I wrote this?" when I'm done.

I hope everyone is excited for the climax and the ending as I am.

And I have news.

That weird pressure in the back of my head.

It's words.

More words.

Lots more words.

I wonder what that story is going to be.

Anyway, Happy Monday and Happy April.

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Anonymous

The childish part of my brain wants to make a joke about climaxes but I will refrain for now but anyways thanks for writing what I do believe is one of the best stories I've ever read

Anonymous

Whatever the circumstances, whatever the sacrifices the words must flow (apologies to frank herbert and David Lynch)