Please Observe the Standard Disclaimer. A random bit of Insanity. The hand that mocked them and the heart that fed.
Nothing beside remains.
One day in every hundred years, Death takes a holiday. In the tavern on Fiddler's Green he sits down with the mariners and calvarymen and pilots and they take turns telling lies. Death always tells the truth, which is why she always wins. Or you may go back to the Rag and Bone Shop . Send me an email.