Iä! Iä! Cthild nafhtagn!
Suddenly a cry erupted from the miniature prison, and I perceived a thrashing and a shuddering within. Swallowing terror as best I could, I peered over the rim of the cage.
There it lay!
I…I cannot continue. I hear them upon the stairs…when I am gone, this blog must be burnt, and the ashes dissolved in aquae velvae…
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Dissolved in Aqua Velva? Are you thirsty?
I’ll have an aqua vitae if you’re buying.
O the travails of one who writes for an audience unfamiliar with the reference materials.
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