Rumble and roll, all through the night. Creek and squeak, with an awful delight. The train carts of terror, did rattle on through. Thumping and breaking, all who ran to.
See the nightmares.
See the jollies.
All the creatures, mirrored follies.
To you. To them. Who knew? Not Lem.
Crack...
Pointed and purposeful. Prone to antagonize and satirize. A lover of the dramatic. A stirrer of trouble. A mischief maker. Not the sort of person you want to find yourself adventuring with. But hey, if you do, its best to try and get on his good side.
Where do I come from? Why, wouldn't you...
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