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Another chapter in the Lost Diary of Abraham Lincoln. I love writing these, it makes me so happy.Last time, we left Lincoln in the midst of what he referred to as a “a bit of a complicated death-pickle.” as a Nigerian Voodoo priest had raised an army of zombies from the dead at the Battle of Shiloh. He then sent the zombies to storm Atlanta. Despite the war, Lincoln took pity on the citizens of Atlanta by solving the problem for them.
Of course, Lincoln also feared that, uncontrolled, the army of the undead would make their way northward, spreading their disease as it were a plague. He gathered together the magical armaments of the presidency and made his way into enemy territory accompanied only by “Charley” Jefferson, formerly a strongman for Mr. PT Barnum and currently an artist’s model for sculptures featuring perfect male musculature.
Lincoln faced the Nigerian priest alone, with the gilded gold Masonic Eye of Providence he wore on his chest he reflecting energy bolt after energy bolt until he got close enough to unleash his wrath. As Lincoln wrote in his diary, “The Nigerian holy man was felled by a single slobber-knocker from the blunderbuss of my right arm.”
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Ahhh a romance novel that I can really sink my teeth into.
