I know not where you come from, I know not who you are
If you dwell just across the street or on some distant star
Nor what you hope to find here, but this I will confess
Whoe'er you are, whate'er you want, you're welcome nonetheless
Monday, May 14, 2007
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Welcome, dear mortal, to the realm of enchanted scrolls.
Lustily yours,
Father Quont
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