This is wierd -- I'm actually physically trembling with the effort of holding this story in check. And it will *never* look as good on paper as it does in my heart. I can't do this, but I have to. One word at a time. I wish someone could film what I see in my head, it's a fine anime. I just don't know how the words will show.
There are three clear pictures that this story has conjured in me. Fortunately, I *do* know someone who is quite the artist. Busy as sin, but I may be able to buy her time for a price I can afford. Bright Lady help me, this is gonna get done whether I will it or not, no matter how awful, so I guess I better just buckle in for the ride.
...And now that it's here, I'm sure I will not be allowed to forget. Probably a good thing. Bring it on, Meat!