Yes, of course I'm sick again. How could I have escaped it? Impossible, I tell you. (M'ris: the psychic wall is up.)
The story is still not quite a story, though I think it could be the rough structure of a story. A story with holes that need filling. But this is a story that I've been attempting to write off and on for about a year and a half now, so I'm not going to make any declarations of its completion or imminent story-ness until the thing is done, done, DONE.