Sanctuary for the lost,
the lonely,
and the damned...
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Welcome stranger, so you saw my candle? Aye, I always leave one in the window for the lost souls, seems to draw them. Me Dad taught me that the Light from one small candle could not be swamped by all the Darkness in the void. Used to comfort me in the hard days. All's welcome here, for only the Good will be drawn to the Light. You be new to these parts, I can tell. Drag a chair closer and throw another log on the fire , while I draw you a tankard of mead. 'Tis a bitter night indeed, cold enough to freeze the balls off a brass monkey it is. |
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