I Am Death, Not Taxes. I Turn

So Much Universe, And So Little Time.

Few Things Are Hidden From A Quiet Child With Good Eyesight.

Why Bother With A Cunning Plan When A Simple One Will Do?

It Was Raining In The Small, Mountainous Country Of Llamedos. It Was Always Raining In Llamedos. Rain Was The Country's Main Export. It Had Rain Mines.

You Can't Kill Me, I've Got A Magic... Aaaargh !