Sphinx interrupting, sorry.
My dear sister Lenore (yes, I know, but it's an old family name, from our mother's side) was ablush and aghast at the idea that people might take away from this narrative the idea that she is some sort of angelic, saintly, magical ill girl. Always ready to rush to my sister's defence, I have made my way onto the Captain's Log to make it known that she is neither saint nor angel.
Oh!
I mean this in the best way possible, of course.
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