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[moancryn_howl]

[Dated to before the exodus, sob]

[The entry begins... with the patter of tears on the page...

This goes on for a minute or two before he speaks. Howl sounds terrible, man. This might be because he's been drunk since New Years, and the castle has finally cut him off.]

It's. It's not fair. Can't a man... can't a man even ask for peace from

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[mmm_paradise]

[/kindly] What's this?

[moancryn_howl]

[He sniffles. Oh, a voice he knows.]

I am... drunk. [sniff.]

[mmm_paradise]

If you're out for a Paradisan record, Howl, I think you've clinched it.

[moancryn_howl]

[Sniffles... ... ...]

Really?

[mmm_paradise]

Yes, Howl. You've succeeded.

[moancryn_howl]

Dear me... [Sniffs.]

I didn't know... that I was trying.

[mmm_paradise]

Life's little victories are easier when you don't put too much thought into it, Howl. I'd suggest clearing your mind a little more often, if not all the time!

[moancryn_howl]

With al. Alco... you know. What I mean. Hm?

[mmm_paradise]

[/gently] Didn't you know? It's the key to your success.

[moancryn_howl]

I did... know.

[mmm_paradise]

Then accept it, Howl. This is... your destiny.

[moancryn_howl]

...Spirits?

[mmm_paradise]

The spirits demand it, yes.

[moancryn_howl]

My destiny. What. Is it?

[mmm_paradise]

To... indulge. To act as their earthly host.

Joshua... why...

[moancryn_howl]

...Ahhh.