09-27-2013, 12:35 PM
The Lady of the Lake, her arm clad in the purest shimmering samite held aloft yeast from the bosom of the water, signifying by divine providence that I, Kandrathe, was to bake that bread. THAT is why I am your baker.
”There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio, Than are dreamt of in your philosophy." - Hamlet (1.5.167-8), Hamlet to Horatio.
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