"Small as a wish in a well."

There's a nip in the air today. At least, there is inside the house. The NWS says it's 74˚F outside. It's sunny. We're looking at possible "tropical storm conditions" over the next four days, thanks to that truly weird storm they've named Hermine.

I didn't write anything yesterday, partly because of the lack of sleep. Today, I tackle B, C, and D.

Last night, I slept at least seven hours. I think. I was briefly awake about six a.m.

Please have a look at the current eBay auctions. They now include something we've never offered before, issues of The Dreaming, specifically the Nuala story arc that ran from #44 through #49 (Jan.–June 2000), the one that got me into trouble with people who think rape has no place in fairy tales (revealing how little they know about fairy tales, or maybe only how little they care). Anyway, have a look, and thank you.

Time to make the doughnuts.

Later,
Aunt Beast

Tags: 2000, cooler weather, fairie, hermine, nuala, rape, storms, the chartreuse alphabet, the dreaming

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