Ms. Madeline Lacroix awoke with a craving for waffles, and luckily she lived in Belgium, the country that had created the thickest, crunchiest pancakes in the world. The hungry librarian had been stirred from a lucid dream - golden honey cascading in an out of the toasty crevices of an edible chessboard - by an alarm system attached to her computer that rang whenever a new post had been received on the discussion forum of soterika.biz.
"More, give me more," she moaned before opening one eye to find no breakfast about, rather a flashing monitor screen.
"Buggering bullocks, I'm so hungry," she bemoaned before arising on one elblow to lean across a wide mattress and hit enter on the keyboard of the laptop she actually took to bed every night.
"What's this? A new topic on the soterika.biz message board? About Evergreen? How stupid is that? Who would DARE post there before emailing me first for permission! It must be a conspiracy...I better check this out and make sure it isn't that sore loser,Lady of the Lake, trying to trick me into giving her some priceless jewel of information that she can then flaunt before her deluded minions."
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