A fine farewell to you all, just in case the Catastrophe and I end up in Barovia.
And baking. And sunsets. And puppies.
A fine farewell to you all, just in case the Catastrophe and I end up in Barovia.
I do not know whether it ought to be so, but certainly silly things do cease to be silly if they are done by sensible people in an impudent way. Wickedness is always wickedness, but folly is not always folly. It depends upon the character of those who handle it.