[Chemin-noir] Pooky Sightings

[Lord Pooky]

Unto thine gathering
 in amidst the shadows of time
 between firmament filled with dreams 
and lands festooned with learning 
shall I ride! 
Not upon steed 
but upon the whispers 
expressed by each and every Heart.

My ostensible visage shall be tangible this Wednesday at Northkeep's Fighter practice / how-to-save-a-life class and Namron's Glorious Protectorate Event.

The joy I feel in expectation is wholly unquantifiable!

Soon and anon,

Your beloved Pooky



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Bitter is made sweet through love; copper becomes gold through love.
Through love dregs become clear; love heals all pain.
Through love the king becomes slave; love brings the dead to life.
-Rumi, "Mathnawi"