forty-one questions
I hope everyone is alright after that bit of chaos in the town, last week. I haven't heard as much over the journal about the end results as I had expected to, so I am left with my concern.
[he opens his mouth to continue, but thinks better of it, and ultimately leaves it at that. And then he waits to see if any reply, setting up a few filters in the meantime while strolling purposefully through town]
[filtered to Jilly]
I did what I could.
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[filtered to Father Nightroad]
...You have been quiet.
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[filtered to Harvey]
I believe that it is time that we properly met, don't you?
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[and then he arrives at his destination-- Zelman Clock's mansion. He'd waited until that death-child's presence had flitted off elsewhere, and now stands thoughtfully at the bottom of the steps. Gazing up toward the front door but reaching farther, up through the floors and rooms and corridors until he finds a presence that he hasn't touched in quite some time.
You have a visitor, Zelman.]
[he opens his mouth to continue, but thinks better of it, and ultimately leaves it at that. And then he waits to see if any reply, setting up a few filters in the meantime while strolling purposefully through town]
[filtered to Jilly]
I did what I could.
[/filter]
[filtered to Father Nightroad]
...You have been quiet.
[/filter]
[filtered to Harvey]
I believe that it is time that we properly met, don't you?
[/filter]
[and then he arrives at his destination-- Zelman Clock's mansion. He'd waited until that death-child's presence had flitted off elsewhere, and now stands thoughtfully at the bottom of the steps. Gazing up toward the front door but reaching farther, up through the floors and rooms and corridors until he finds a presence that he hasn't touched in quite some time.
You have a visitor, Zelman.]