Oh, why the hell not.

[mapsedge]

"If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now, even if we don't speak often, please post a comment with a memory of you and me. It can be anything you want -- good or bad. When you're finished, post this little paragraph on your blog and be surprised (or mortified) about what people remember about you."

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[rougewench.livejournal.com]

The one that surfaces immediately? You watching over me as I was passed out in the graveyard (I was ill with a fever and in those days they didn't let people bail from a faire day for illness), soliciting for more corpses before you were to start digging.

I was semi-conscious, and could hear every word you said. I had to stop myself from laughing, repeatedly, lest I spoil the joke.


D.