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Finished up the fragment in the previous post. Writing this is making me itch to play the game again. ^_^; (I'm not clambering out of this hole any time soon, methinks.) I find myself in the position of giving authoritative-sounding descriptions of Tidus's place, and I have *no* idea of what I'm talking about, because during the brief glimpses of his Zanarkand digs there were always major brainaching metaphysical spoilers to pay attention to. My sister didn't leave me a saved game either. *sighs and squints at blurry GIA caps*

The fic will go here from now on, methinks. For some reason I have no trouble using lj as an actual *writing* tool: it feels private, whereas pitas feels public. Never argue with authorial quirks, is all I can say. ^^;

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I found my old old old old Angel Sanctuary snippet file.

The following is in the interest of driving you insane, my friends. Especially if you don't speak French.

( cut for an astonishing degree of randomosity )

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Still hacking at the FFX ficcie, paragraph by paragraph. (I know it's bad form to keep fiddling with the same entry like this, but it's my original document. I'll repost when I'm done. ^^;) At least now I've figured out the 'wherefore' of the thing. I mean, I knew when I started writing that there was *some* point there that wanted to be made, but...

Angst. Who's not surprised? Is it *possible* to write a fic in this universe that isn't angsty? If you stuck to the waxing tournament fortunes of the Besaid Aurochs, maybe. I'll settle for turning out a fic in which no one actively *dies*. -_-;