She led him gently into the Manor, her hand guiding his, and he followed her, silently. He trusted her, but not enough to keep from asking the foremost question on his mind
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Okay. Now that I have that out of the way...I'm trying to write more. Believe me, lack of ideas isn't the problem. It's more like...the ideas make no sense to anyone but me. Which just sucks. It really really does.