Hey, hey, cut me some slack, would you? I'm trying to spare you the pain of The Twist that's coming in a mere two chapters!
..Okay, so the truth is, I haven't been writing much of this lately because Vim (<Ahem> Hint hint, Mr. Mind Number Two! ...What? Like none of YOU ever talk to the voices inside your head!) has been off wandering through all sorts of peculiar places... like a snow-bound cabin, an under-ground metropolis, and a castle in a small country named for a ship in Greek mythology. And if you just heard any wild and crazed squeals, don't mind it, that's just Leyla.
I know, I know... "Enough with the lame excuses, Lisa, just tell us the tale..."
I'll get to it, really, I will. I'm just... reluctant, because I know what's coming, and I hate inflicting pain...
...Oh who am I kidding? I LOVE inflicting pain! YES, bring forth the emotional distress and chaos- let our souls burn in agony at the wretchedness of tragedy! MWA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!!!!!!!!!!!!
...<Ahem.>
Sorry. Just uh... Just channeling a little Mind #3 there. Sorry.