“And stop calling it soccerball! gah! do any of the tickets say soccerball? no!“”

The great earthes wombe they open to the sky, / And with sad Cypresse seemely it embraue […]

Black leather braces, chain-mail chest guards, and oval and circular shields are the clothing of choice for these women. Firelight flashes off of broadswords and deadly knives.

Leaning back in the cab, this amateur bloodhound carolled away like a lark while I meditated upon the many-sidedness of the human mind.