Often Secret Desires As Well As Abilities

Then, With An Enormous Rush Of Meadow-filled Wind, The Green Candle Went Out, And My Best Friend Died.

No Problem, I'll Get A Penguin To Show Us

Ancient One Sleeping, Waiting To Rise When Earth's Power Bleeds Sacred Red The Mark Strikes True; Queen Tsi Sgili Will Devise He Shall Be Washed From His Entombing Bed Through The Hand Of The Dead He Is Free Terrible Beauty, Monstrous Sight Ruled Again They Shall Be Women Shall Kneel To His Dark Might Kalona's Song Sounds Sweet As We Slaughter With Cold Heat

Night Can't Cloak Your Scarlet Dream. Accept Desire's Call.

I Felt Like I Was Hobbling, Like One Oof The Old Crones From Act I Of Macbeth - God Knows My Hair Felt Scraggy Enough That I Must Have Looked The Part.