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[rule_britannia]

Well, this is just bloody brilliant.

Unless they’re lying. They could be lying. I don’t feel any different. I certainly don’t feel more sodding real than I did before… but this isn’t London. Magic, maybe? Could be. Maybe I’m dreaming. Pinching doesn’t work though so it must be one hell of a good---… Maybe I’m dead? Oh, bloody hell, what if I am dead? How the bloody fuck did that happen?!

No, no… Calm down, Arthur…

… Thinking about it, I suppose I should have expected it, if I’m honest, but who the bloody hell is going to entertain for a moment the idea that they’re fictional? The world’s always felt perfectly real to me and I… ah, bollocks… I’m not dealing with this very well...

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I need a drink.

Comments

[rule_britannia]

That's entirely up to you of course.

[oftpartitioned]

boooooooooooooo Way to bow under pressure, as usual.

[rule_britannia]

I think we're done talking.

[oftpartitioned]

whatever!! good luck on your own when the mountain lions come back!

Or you turn into a cute fat baby.

[sunflowersister]

Oh!! He would be a pretty cute baby...