The Era of Mist
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I fell ill yesterday. It came on like a raging tide and left me feeling awful. My whole body ached; I was nauseous and vomiting, bloated and feverish. I did not even have the strength to write a leave note, only shivered beneath the covers. I spent today in a daze, and only improved slightly by night. I still had to work in the early morning, so I would rest first and resume updates after I recovered.
In the end, I really was getting old.
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