Oct 24, 2006 00:18
Lord Henry sits in the library, reading a certain yellow book -- he's no longer feeling ill, as he did upon waking a few days ago (likely a result of how unaccustomed his body is to the sort of abuse his crackified self tends to inflict on it) but finds there is a curious lapse in his memory, and the familiarity eases his mind.
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