pretend this was posted yesterday
It certainly isn't a complete week without a sighting of demons, is it.
[CIRCLE MAGES]
[ISOLDE]
[D'ORLY]
[CIRCLE MAGES]
So! My forty-sixth birthday was last Sunday. I'd rather hoped that by burying myself under my duvet and refusing to acknowledge the relentless passing of time, I might stave off the inevitable obsolescence. This was pointless. Instead: Let's celebrate! I've rented a private balcony at a pub tomorrow afternoon. Come drink with me and pretend we don't live here.
[ISOLDE]
Your
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My condolences, cousin.
[D'ORLY]
Will you be anywhere near the Three Knaves tonight or tomorrow? I've a mind to win some of my money back.