I may or may not see this rat again, Cagey. It was within walking distance of the physical Empire, but it was afternoon and black rats like that one tend to forage at night.
through the dark depths of the Underworld, a courrier carries a message to your empire... i beseech you to look out for its arrival, lest it meet a most unfortunate fate in the Dungeon of Spam...............
And we return. Not only did I deliver the promised styling changes (begone, media queries!), I also altered the structure on which the Journal was built.
Hmmmm.... I wonder!!