A Year Atop a Woolly Mammoth
Introduction. How much wyrdstone can one a rat ogre consume in a year? Well, I don’t actually know the answer to that one, but what I do know is I have been reflecting. Not like some sort of mirror, no, but mentally, metaphorically, mind experiment with no conditions or theory. Aimlessly trapsing around my mind, I found this meander taking the shape of a pensive review of that decision a year ago to migrate from those long perceived leafy nests of Hobby Twitter to the somewhat sparsely populated plain inhabited by the thought to be extinct Mastodon.
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