Dear Laura,
I am one hour and a half old, and like most Norns in my world, I have come down with chronic OHSS! I am sick of the constant wallbonking and hunger pangs that have become a part of my daily life. I have tried to end my horrid existance by, jumping off cliff edges, eating Deathcap mushrooms, and even aggravating the local Grendel! You know, the usual Norn death scenarios. But alas I am still living. Everytime I try these things my Hand saves me! I don't understand that creature! When a Norn doesn't want to die, it leaves it to drown! But the Hand constantly rescues me! How can I convince him to let me go to the Silicon Heaven/Hell above/below?
- Depressed Suffering Norn
Dear Depressed Suffering Norn,
Please stop sending me these letters. I answered the first letter privately to you, but you still keep sending me these very same letters over and over again! It's as if you forget you even wrote them in the first place! I have included my original response with a copy of this letter. Please deliver it to your Hand so that it may give you its personal attention, and the refresher course with the Encylopaedia Nornica that you so urgently need.
- Laura