Jan. 2nd, 2019
And... How about A Little Drabble Do Ya!
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It's a new year, and Section VII is embarking on our seventh. We've been doing drabbles since the beginning, and the treasury we've built is impressive.
I hope more of you will give it a try; writing a scene with only 100 words is challenging, but it's also a good way to practice getting things done in a succinct manner. So, another year of drabbles begins now.

I hope more of you will give it a try; writing a scene with only 100 words is challenging, but it's also a good way to practice getting things done in a succinct manner. So, another year of drabbles begins now.

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“Good morning, gentlemen. I trust the seasonal festivities proved a welcome, if brief, interlude.”
Napoleon Solo and Illya Kuryakin offered affirmative mumbles in response to Mr Waverly’s greeting as they sat down in their customary positions at the large, round table.
“Good, good,” the Old Man answered, pushing two folders towards his agents. “Unfortunately, the forces for evil never rest for long so must head them off as best, and as quickly as we can.”
Napoleon and Illya glanced at each other with expressions of resignation. Theirs was a never ending mission, and all they could do was continue onwards.

Napoleon Solo and Illya Kuryakin offered affirmative mumbles in response to Mr Waverly’s greeting as they sat down in their customary positions at the large, round table.
“Good, good,” the Old Man answered, pushing two folders towards his agents. “Unfortunately, the forces for evil never rest for long so must head them off as best, and as quickly as we can.”
Napoleon and Illya glanced at each other with expressions of resignation. Theirs was a never ending mission, and all they could do was continue onwards.
