Vivaldi's Winter.
...Merry Christmas, everyone. I'm late, I know and I'm sorry.
I've felt a bit better, I suppose. My hair grew...! Should I cut it? I like it, it covers my neck from cold *laugh* Well, I'll see. After winter I'll cut it, maybe. *sigh*
Now, I've decided I hate Avoria. I need to get outta here.
[[strike hardly legible. Very very hard.]]