Explosions. Terroristic activity, it has to be. My God...how many casualties?

Ah...I suppose an early discharge is frowned upon?

((Strikes are thought, not typed. Open comment log for anyone who wants to visit him/happens to be in the area. Network entry otherwise.))

Logic and rationality have no place in this City. A day spent here, and already I can feel the once firm chains of reasoning begin to grow thin. Talking animals, those who claim to be capable of magic, and...

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My God...this really isn't a dream, is it?