Picture this, if you can: a low hill, a mere mound of earth rising from the flat plains around it, lit dimly by the lights of the houses built on it; light that diffuses sluggishly out from between curtains and door-cracks. It is night in this little community. Or rather, it is too early for anything in its right mind to be awake.
Done? Excellent. Now, just zoom into one of the houses there, one that sits nestled quite in the middle - well, maybe it is a little off-centre, but that matters not. Zoom into the house, so that you may vaguely discern the outlines of the rooms in it. There is the parents' room, of course, and certainly our heroine's room. Added to that, there are two other rooms, each belonging to her brothers.
Have you finished yet? Here, let me see... yes, that looks about right. Now, focus on the room of our main character - no, no, this is virtual, you see, of course she is of the female persuasion, but I assure you this violates no written law anywhere; indeed, I do not mean that literally! Just - just keep sane for a moment while the story is getting written out!
Ahem. Anyway. So, yes, focus on the young lady's room. Ahem. Now, picture a bed - no, no, no! I tell you, this is a perfectly innocuous tale! All she is doing is--
--typing this out on my bed. Yawn. Have you seen the time? Blimey, nearly three in the morning. Alright, sleep is in order. Bear with the crap x) and the smiley. Gnite.
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