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I seen the past, I have... Encroaching, like weeds in search of old friends.
Someone old returns.
Many new get forgotten.
Not much death, this time, but I shan't think there'll be much to be proud of, neither.
Princess thinks she should put herself in a little hidey-hole, where no-one'll ever find her, until it's all gone.
[OOC: Because my new schedule is being rargh, meaning I'll have to leave her out of this one!]
Someone old returns.
Many new get forgotten.
Not much death, this time, but I shan't think there'll be much to be proud of, neither.
Princess thinks she should put herself in a little hidey-hole, where no-one'll ever find her, until it's all gone.
[OOC: Because my new schedule is being rargh, meaning I'll have to leave her out of this one!]
