I read aloud the Númenorean story that I'd started writing back in '03 or '04 to
evannichols in the car yesterday while driving to Newberg. While it's pretty short still, only the beginnings, it reminded me of why I've held onto this one story and its to-be themes of obsession and
well, mostly obsession. Partnerships. At the time, it was a way for me to
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