A long time ago, in a land far, far away… Or perhaps it was only yesterday. Perhaps the movements of the planets are out of sync, spiralling around the plughole of the kitchen sink, perhaps – perhaps eons yet have passed ‘tween then and now, for I have forgotten, forgotten the details.
Listen here and listen close, for I have wisdom to impart, from the bottom of my heart, from the cobwebs in my brain I shall spin you a tale of fancy and maddness, of calamity and sadness, of love and gladness. I shall tell you the truth that I have created, reveal the history of a place formulated, convey the sorrows of a people so real that you will find their account too touching to feel.
Listen now and listen in; for this story is about to begin.
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This is ace 😊
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