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Welcome to the Night
Welcome traveller of the night. I am your night angel, a guide for the Ice Rose for this celebration of Samhain. I will guide you through the blackness that is the night.
You may call me what you will, and though I answer to most things, I prefer to be called Angel. Granted, though I am not the traditional way one views an angel, that is what I prefer. There are many things that I wish to show you upon your journey through the night. Many things have been placed here for you to view. There is poetry, both written by the Ice Rose and collected by her, there are other places to explore, and there is an art gallery to view. I have spent many an hour pulling all of these things into one place for this very special holiday, that of Samhain, or Halloween. Follow me, my weary traveller. I will lead you where it is safe. If you get lost, there is no telling what may happen, so do try and keep me within view at all times. I will allow you to set the pace in the varying rooms, but once you have indicated that you are ready to move on, I will move quickly. Try to keep pace. Many creatures of the night do not wish to be disturbed. Take up this candle and follow me. We shall move on.
Do not look so surprised. One must have some means of illuminating that which we go to view. Come . . . .
Art
Places in the Darkness
Poetry
Stories
Please leave thy mark in my mistress' book. She loves to hear from those who travel through her realm . . . .
Leave thy Mark Here
See Marks left by Others
Continue down the path, along the Spook Trail of the city . . .
Return to that which is safe and warm . . .
Musings of the Ice Rose
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