The Deep Shrine

[Gypsie Skripto]

I am sorry for your loss. I am glad I'm not alone. Came here for the same. The old man dressed in fine ceremonial Erisian robes signaled the bartender. I'll have what they're having.

We are not a big community in Baffin. Everyone in the Church knew someone building Poo. He raised his glass and followed the ritual to the letter. He was letting his childhood Cambridge accent show too, but the cowboy hat was not helping. Our old neighbours have a saying for these kind of situations. For those we left behind, they say.

He took his hat off and offered his hand. I am Dr. Van Van Mojo.

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