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[thanate]

grauwulf asked me last night what was going on on my desk, and I explained that someone told the Glass Cat about the story of the Sabine Women, and she wanted to get in on the fun. I think she may have misunderstood some part of it somewhere, though...



Still mucking with writing, still going very slowly. Having problems with gods; I've semi-accidentally set up the #1 god as someone who doesn't care for humans being powerful (at least w/o his permission) and I'm not quite certain how to resolve that, as I'm not too fond of having actively evil gods... Meanwhile, there's travel-log stuff and imperial politics, both of which need to foster an appropriate sense of dread about the impending invasion from the North without being, well, boring, or necessarily too obvious. Or too full of characters; the strategy of adding someone new every time I want something to happen is not particularly helpful. Blah, blah, blah... Possibly I will go and burn down Theo's annoying cousin's house or something.

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