From the personal diary of Lady Worcestershire of Canterbury.
Dearest Reginald,
I sit here in the library watching a giant thunderstorm as it rages on outside the window I sit near. It's a gas have the lightning go off AFTER the thunder, which can only be caused by some crazy paradox of time and space. The windows shake a bit, which is a tad
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