Ah, LMP, I've reached an island of sanity, serenity, and running so smooth it makes you drift into a pleasant half-slumber accentuated by a faint aroma of mango and a feeling of lychee juice being trickled, drop by drop, into the mouth.
Ahem. Anyway. I think it's perhaps alright where it is. I do have the hours getting darker as Manawyth strums and ponders.
I hope no-one minds the rip-off. I just love that ballad, it's beautiful and if I hadn't cried over it at night countless times as a child, I'd undoubtedly be doing so now. Sir Patrick Spens, unfortunate sea-captain, you made me who I am...
Manawyth seems to be Scottish as well as Welsh. That's life I suppose...
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Among the friendly dead, being bad at games did not seem to matter
-Il Lupo Fenriso
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