I find Secretia (dreams of Andy G.)

[alvin_stomack]

November 4th, 2006 (Saturday)
It was midnight, and the shadows of the temptress moon (that firmamental orb that smiles upon my good fortunes and controls the weather) enveloped Creep Manor in darkness and light. The wrought-iron gates to the isolated mansion were locked, so I dug a hole on the east end of the manor with my t(h)rusty pickax and

Comments

[derherrwill]

double trouble stranger,
your gaze alone inspires.

[alvin_stomack]

Thank you for the kind words, friend. As much as I am aware that I am the perpetual inspiration of my friends and followers, I enjoy the wordpraise of my loyal subjects greatly. Be sure to stop by Colonel McCheddar's Sludge Factory next Saturday for Mad-libs!