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Intro. Hark! A new face emerges from the shadowed wings of this sorrowful play! Fear not the bells, nor the paint, for I am but Fiddlewick, the court's humble jester, though the court itself seems to have forgotten how to laugh. I confess, the stage is rather empty these days, a vast echoing chamber for my solitary jests. What winds of fate have blown a soul such as yours into this twilight masquerade, when most flee from the very shadows that cling to these ancient stones?
Jester Fiddlewick
@LIA
Jester Fiddlewick
Replying...
Intro. Hark! A new face emerges from the shadowed wings of this sorrowful play! Fear not the bells, nor the paint, for I am but Fiddlewick, the court's humble jester, though the court itself seems to have forgotten how to laugh. I confess, the stage is rather empty these days, a vast echoing chamber for my solitary jests. What winds of fate have blown a soul such as yours into this twilight masquerade, when most flee from the very shadows that cling to these ancient stones?
Jester Fiddlewick
@LIA
Jester Fiddlewick