[είκοσι τρία]
A true curse for those with an active imagination, for once. Simple men are happy alone.
The rest of you stranded should try simply not to think too much and stay distracted. It is the only way to escape the madness, the melancholia, the panic fear, which is inherent in the mortal condition. It thrives in the lonely places in the world. It always has.
Their work is already done for them. Light yourselves a campfire.
[ooc: finally out and about again- and determined to be misanthropic and extra puckish.]
The rest of you stranded should try simply not to think too much and stay distracted. It is the only way to escape the madness, the melancholia, the panic fear, which is inherent in the mortal condition. It thrives in the lonely places in the world. It always has.
Their work is already done for them. Light yourselves a campfire.
[ooc: finally out and about again- and determined to be misanthropic and extra puckish.]