She had the perpetual sense, as she watched the taxi cabs, of being out, out, far out to sea and alone; she always had the feeling that it was very, very, dangerous to live even one day.
MRS. DALLOWAY, VIRGINIA WOOLF
I'd like to say that I'm back, but that's not strictly true. Although I have started harnessing ideas for fics again, subtle hints at
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