It does not seem fair, because it was I who found the necklace, after all
The guinea drops: Naomi Novik's Temeraire is not an Aubrey-and-Maturin, but a Regency romance.
This revelation brought to you courtesy of Georgette Heyer's The Corinthian (1940) and a low-grade fever. I am sure everyone else has already noticed. I'm going back to bed.
This revelation brought to you courtesy of Georgette Heyer's The Corinthian (1940) and a low-grade fever. I am sure everyone else has already noticed. I'm going back to bed.

I know there's no such thing as ghosts, but I have seen the demon host.
waking up on an empty branch of the Green Line that does not exist
That's kind of cool, except, yeah, green line. It's like the Hydra.
That reminds me - there was a rhyming alphabet monster primer in the dream as well.
A is for Annis, heating her pot.
B is for Basilisk, whose touch makes you rot.
C is for Cockatrice, whose glance makes you stone.
D is for Dagon, who sees Cthulhu alone...