An Old Midlish Rhyme
The wind from the North sings of heroes of Olde
The wind from the East makes our blood run Cold
The wind from the South smells of Spices and Gold
But the wind from the West tells of warriors Bold.

Tuesday, December 24, 2013

Yuletide Greetings

A very safe and Merry Christmas to all my readers and their loved ones.

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