Log entry 63, Have lost track of date. But note that it is a clear summers day in certain areas of the world.
After months of careful planning, and endless reworking and design updates to correspond with the latest developments and additions to our home, I finally submitted my defense plan for the Fort.
It was almost immediately returned, stamped in bright red in large lettering, making clear to one and all what "Loyal" thought of my proposals.
"INSANE"
However, my efforts are not entirely in vain. As most of these plans can be reworked into my latest project.
While I fear that conspiring against a well respected member of our community is something I should not place upon paper, I feel that in the event of my likely and untimely death. I should at least make one thing clear.
Loyal will be eaten by demons.
I guarantee it.
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Rocks give the minimum amount of fucks possible in an objective reality
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There are two novels that can change a bookish fourteen-year old�s life: The Lord of the Rings and Atlas Shrugged. One is a childish fantasy that often engenders a lifelong obsession with its unbelievable heroes, leading to an emotionally stunted, socially crippled adulthood, unable to deal with the real world. The other, of course, involves orcs.
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