Oh, well... maybe (just maybe) I can deliver...

Fire rent the sky as the dome of the heavens was torn asunder. Something large emerged over the Ice Veldt; it was rotund like an overfed dragon, with stubby wings like a runty pegasus, and it bled magic like the blood of a dead god. It listed badly, and flames came from several broken windows on a number of decks.

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Make merry all ye faithful readers, and may good tidings find their way to your lives.

I am alive.

I know, I'm as shocked as you are. Maybe I should start a bit further back:

I'm still fired, my dead-end job is still over and I'm still stuck at home (more or less). More rather than less, actually, especially considering the season.

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