shelmaliar

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Um.. pardon me for not searching more thoroughly to find the answer, but, are you still fencing?

For x-mas, I plan to get you a pair of shin guards!

oh where oh where has our little terra gone?

oh where oh where can she be?

her hair is red, and shoulderlength long, oh where oh where can she be?

It could be like Lovecraft... except not.

Zembla, Zenda, Xanadu:

All our dream-worlds may come true.

Fairy lands are fearsome too.

As I wander far from view

Read, and bring me home to you

No growth of moor or coppice,

No heather-flower or vine,

But bloomless buds of poppies,

Green grapes of Proserpine,

we joined on same day

minutes apart from another

yet miles in posts