Come forth my children and take heed and mirth in my variance of tales and words of wisdom and chaos. For I do not speak with one tongue, No children of electronic web I speak with both a gold and demonic tongue who promotes both good and evil. For there is no true path to be trotted upon by this lone horse.
I am in limbo watching you from afar. Making sure you are tucked in at night and that the monsters are away
I am in limbo guiding the monsters to their beds and tucking them in.
For even the wretched need and love company.