"For here, apart, dwells one whose hands have wrought/ Strange eidola that chill the world with fear: Whose graven runes in tomes of dread have taught/ What things beyond the star gulfs lurk and leer. Dark Lord of Averoigne- whose windows stare/ On pits of dream no other gaze could bare!"
What Dain can't say publically, he sends to me in tells, much to my immense amusement. Then there's a random deMoinism (i blocked out the names for everyone's sake). Somewhere in there is also the real reason Sorshar had to break things off with his lady friend....
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