Oh thank god.
If you're wondering where I've been, well, let me tell you.
I've been dying. Like, bodily failure, horrible substances oozing from various orifices (orifici?), hacking, sneezing, fever-ing deathness.
That is to say, I've had a cold.
A very, very bad cold.
A knock-you-on-your-ass, have-lost-the-will-to-live cold.
And it is FINALLY clearing up. Or, at least, it appears to be.
So, sorry I haven't had the next Swan chapter for you. I can barely manage action scenes whilst healthy, it's highly unlikely you'd like anything I came up with whilst swimming in my own neurological sludge.
Hopefully I'll be recovered enough soon that I'll be able to write it out for you.
I've been dying. Like, bodily failure, horrible substances oozing from various orifices (orifici?), hacking, sneezing, fever-ing deathness.
That is to say, I've had a cold.
A very, very bad cold.
A knock-you-on-your-ass, have-lost-the-will-to-live cold.
And it is FINALLY clearing up. Or, at least, it appears to be.
So, sorry I haven't had the next Swan chapter for you. I can barely manage action scenes whilst healthy, it's highly unlikely you'd like anything I came up with whilst swimming in my own neurological sludge.
Hopefully I'll be recovered enough soon that I'll be able to write it out for you.