This is sort of by way of an apology for all my whining about the weather. I can't think enough to write anything new, but I dug this out of my archives.
It's kind of the first third of an original story. Not quite my usual style -- it's present tense and uses WAY more description than I usually do -- but it wanted to be written this way.
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Blessed Are the Meek )
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