^ My current excuse for faking death.
Seriously, I'm addicted to my own storyline. Does that make me a narcissist? Anyway, one way or the other, it [the story] has pulled out my heart and soul, doused them with hefty doses of salt, pepper, and mustard, and consumed both whole. Lovely, isn't it? And I wouldn't have it any other way.
So, at some point, I might put it up here. If anyone wants a snapshot of something RELATED (but as of yet not actually INCLUDED in the story) take a look at "The Orphanage of St. Matthias", which follows the early life of the man who would one day become the most powerful, and the most wanted, man in Lancaster: Duke Raymond A. Valentine, currently presumed dead. AND THE PLOT BEGINS.
Anyway, there's my excuse. What's yours?