Nemo the psychic

I used to like to walk the straight and narrow roads

I used to think that everything was kissing bees and daffodils and avoiding all the toads,

Sometimes I'd like to sit and gaze for days and wonder in my dreams,

come look into my crystal ball to fall apart the seams,

So tell me, tell me, won't you tell me of all the wilder beasts that lay out there?

I've just got to know, the cold wind whispers and the feeling of your hair,

Crystal ball

There's so many things I need to know, of evils and of thyne good.

Why don't you appear to me the things that I would like to know?

Crystal ball Crystal ball

Forever will you know...

Here is lore eternal written by lore writer Millar Tenebrae

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