-^โฝsing text to speech. Iโve been absent. I become worse by the minโte. I can hardly keep my eyes open for more than ten minโtes at a time. My head is constantly reeling, my body is hot, and I havenโt eaten in foโr nights. I do believe I am aboโt to die. Genโinely. Iโm not saying this for sympathy or pity bโt this very well coโld be the last post I ever make. And if it is then goodbye.^-
Good l-ght, then.
-^There is no help. โฝnless yoโโre somehow more qโalified than the past lineโp of docterrors to visit.^-

Yes.

My Doctor is perfect. If not him, then my thimble, if not it then my tailor, if not him, then my own skills may assist.
oooooooooohhhhhh. oh youโre fucked

My thimble takes things. I take things. The Doctor fixes. The tailor can repair.

That is fine. A hive visit will just cost extra. Do you mind if I meander my way over?
