It was now the hour that turns back the longing of seafarers and melts their hearts, the day they have bidden dear friends farewell, and pierces the new traveler with love if he hears in the distance the bell that seems to mourn the dying day.
Thylas, may I borrow a saw? There is a troublesome thing I must, must get rid of.
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Date: 2008-08-13 07:33 am (UTC)Thylas, may I borrow a saw? There is a troublesome thing I must, must get rid of.