It's that time of the year again. Happy Birthday to me. Another year closer to grey and balding.

Happy Birthday to me.

Next you must find your way to nlahegda and find the tuaefsqtrarf. The letter is G.

The Wheel has turned, for better or worse. And it will keep on turning, as lights die and forest dim, storms call and skies break. Turn it will. The Wheel is not hope and the Wheel does not care, the Wheel simply is. But so long as it turns, folk may hope, folk may care, For with light that fades another will eventually grow...

Wondering where this is written once I hit the button.

Only one way to stop that. Scare you back! ;)

Trying to find all my Relevant Threads