by Knight Errant » Wed Aug 13, 2008 6:04 pm
She pauses a moment, then nods. "I think I am... at first I thought it was just feeling odd from the change."
Diana looks a little nervous.
O Muse!
Sing in me, and through me tell the story
Of that man skilled in all the ways of contending,
A wanderer, harried for years on end...
Click the eggs... feed the dragons.