Once again. I deserve some sympathy for putting up with this one too. Some of the things I put up with. This is the realm of the midnight desert, of the sighing winds across the poison sands. Here is the sting of Scorpion, the kiss of adder. Hear the bellowing of the crocodiles on the riverbed at night and bow down before the power of almighty Set. Come to me at the Dark Moon and see that which cannot be seen, I can understand you perfectly |