From the old quarter of the city

[smokingboot]

On a day illuminated by lantern thoughts from secretrapture and bottomlescup, and by the company of larians, evilwillow and paulbenwell, as we meandered through the strange twists of cyanidemigraine's imagination, the happiest thing was far from any of this.

To hear the friend I regard as my sister say in wonder, "How could something so perfect come out of my stomach?"

Welcome to the world, sweet little boy.