Short, weird, fun!

Dickery, dickery dock, the mouse ran up the clock…

Then the clock struck twelve, the stars aligned, and the Great Old One shed its mouse-like form to ascend into the aether to do battle with its brethren.

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Alas, this is all the writing I’ve done this morning, since I slept too late to get in my normal hour. I felt so much better the second time I got up that it was worth it, though!

And hopefully I’ll get in some writing time tonight.

Happy Friday, everyone!