I've sung songs and wrote ballads and played 'til my fingers bled,
but for all I've wrote and done by rote and all I could have said--
I treasure him like the morning light that dares to glow so bright,
he is all that I need to escape this vile, dark night.
An Ode to Qdog
*Smiles seeing the notice among his backlog Cerise mail, replying upon a pristine piece of parchment he writes*"Two of DawnWings exemplary old acquaintances Quan Do O Grant, and Pebble of Iscariot will be participating in this event likely as a team. "
