LAST EDITED ON Sep-08-13 AT 11:37 PM (EDT)
 
> Doing the same, Corwin rolled his eyes and intoned in a
>deeper-than-usual voice, "Your powers are weak, old woman."

Come on, be fair, it's oh-dark-thirty over on this side of the Pond, if I laugh the way that line deserves (because I can hear the voice perfectly), I'll wake up the whole street and scare the neighbours' cats.

Looking forward to the rest of it, whenever your Muse cooperates.

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