I haz excerpts! Readez moar in mai postez.

"For every ten people in Lorderon, six have fevers that can't be controlled and are in screaming pain at all times. The best anyone can do is put them to sleep and keep them there."
Another shriek from inside.
This isn't happening, Melva thought. This is a dream. A horrible nightmare. I've fallen asleep against the wall in the church kitchen, I've slipped in the mud and knocked my head, I've had my mind stolen by murloc sorcerers, anything so long as this is not happening.

Thursday, October 4, 2007

The drugs aren't helping.

This! This is my NaNo 07 blog. Fear it! FEAR!

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I can haz zombies naow, yiz?