the road to recovery

and then there's a moment when all the crap that's been gumming up the inside of your head for three days kind of congeals, or coagulates, and it's easier to get rid of it.  and your ears quit popping, and you're so hopped up on decongestants that it feels like your sinuses have been scraped raw with a wire brush, but you don't care, because compared to how you've been feeling, it's bliss.

for which read: omg i can breathe through my nose.  glory hallelujah.

right! squidge is back, so here we go again:

A-- go to my fanfiction (here) and pick out a line or two from one of my stories.
B-- I will respond with which story I think it's from.
C-- points and a scene [in this case, a ficlet of 100-400 words]* to anyone who stumps me.

Obviously, you'd do well to pick something challenging, but lines like "Very well, then" or "Yes, Master" will be disqualified as overly vague.

*(as cmshaw said:  eventually.  um.  possibly immediately, or maybe next week.  clearly deadlines are not so much my strong suit.