Greetings, fellow Tablelovers!

  Alas, I have been struck down by a sickness most foul, and so I must ask for your patience for but a single day more. The next chapter, fated to be online on the 25th, shall arrive in due time, once I have bested this most persistent cold. I would not leave you in the dark without a notification when I recover!

  But behold! If you seek company and lively discourse, perhaps I can interest you in our humble Discord server, where we can bounce ideas and discuss potential world-breaking spells. Join us within the yonder realm:

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  And should you feel inclined to grant this tale a favor, a short review upon its front page would be most welcome! I am a Table has ascended unto the Rising Stars of the Satire realm, and your support is vital for its current and future success. Who knows? Perhaps even Lena might reward you with a friendship hug.

  Thank you for your patience and loyalty! Fortune willing, I shall return to thee upon the morrow, with quill in hand and words anew.