I've done chapters in the aftermath of hurricanes, I've managed interludes while deathly sick, rough as they may have been I've gotten a chapter of some kind out every week come literal hell or high water. But this morning, out of almost nowhere my cat passed away, and I learned that there really is a mood and situation I just can't write in. Thanks everybody for reading.

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  EDIT: Oh god that made it sound like I was ending the story! Nononono I'm just taking the week off, see everybody next week.

  And goodbye Holiday. I already miss you more than I can believe.