Doors

[Locked to Luke H]

Do they usually perform power displays like that?

[Locked to Wren M]

Simply checking in on you.

[Public]

So. I adopted a cat from a local shelter. This is what happens when I'm allowed to go to these sort of places without someone there to talk me out of these things.

[Winnie]

I feel we have been lax in our drinking.

[Vince]

Until I was eleven I believed in fairies.

[Public]

What are the traditions, here?

Would someone please explain to me the point of Christmas cards? I am positively drowning in the things.

[Silver]

Thank you for your advice. It has no discernible effect apart from a monstrous headache upon refusal but I am certain refusal is, at least, a step in the right direction until the headache abates.

So this is a magical book. And everyone talks to each other in it. (Don't worry, I did the background reading and paged through the conversations that have been going on for the past two weeks or so. It seemed like the sensible thing to do, and you all are so informative.) Which means all of you are real, and milling about through this city somewhere, and I will probably encounter at least some of you eventually. It also means that I'm not crazy, I'm not the only one who hears thing, and apparently, the mumbling in Latin is at least somewhat standard issue for these voices.

This is all good to know. It has done a great deal for my perspective on my own sanity. I appreciate that immensely.

So I'm Svetlana. The voice in my brain is named Katherine. We're pleased to meet you. Because this is not the world's weirdest introduction or anything, not at all.

[casey d]

I honestly don't think you'll believe what happened.

[neil d]

have you told me everyth Have you spoken to Sam yet?

[Eames]

[After this.]

Hilarious.