redhanded: a songe forre the loste
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many have helped
to carry redhanded: a songe forre the loste.
i evoke and honour each of you
in the completion of this work. one cannot
know what may come of the relating
of a forbidden saga. though the drawing
and writing of it is not the living, i
remain protective of the companions, alive
and passed on, who have walked this path
with me. for good or foolhardy, your
teadfast generosity and kindly humour
have sustained redhanded: a songe forre the
loste and its worrier warrior drawer.
bless you each and all.
My soul,
do not seek eternal life
but exhaust the realm of the possible.
Pindar

