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Turn back, don’t you see? Look where you are. Look at that evil plant spiraling all around this place, sharp, dangerous, don’t grab it no matter how unstable this marshy ground, this quicksand bog will drag you down. Turn around, leave this fen. What are you doing in this home of exiles and monsters, there is nothing here for you. Is there? Who are you? Leave twisted creature.  I should leave. I’ll leave. I will turn back and go the way I came.





W is for Ƿ

Ƿhen a Ƿ’s not a P it’s a ƿyn and that’s ƿinning
But those P’s in my brain ƿhipping in is headspinning
Aƿ ƿack, It’s shoƿstopping, my floƿ takes a ƿalloping
Ƿhatup! Powerup! let’s ƿish Ƿ a reƿrapping!