FAN FICTION

But the Prince Prospero¹ was happy and dauntless and sagacious. When his dominions were half depopulated, he summoned to his presence a thousand hale and light-hearted friends from among the knights and dames of his court, and with these retired to the deep seclusion of one of his castellated abbeys. . . With such precautions the courtiers might bid defiance to contagion. The external world could take care of itself. In the meantime it was folly to grieve, or to think. -- Edgar Allan Poe, "The Masque of the Red Death"

1. From the Latin prosperus — “prosperous,” “fortunate,” “to succeed.”