a chronicle of the forgotten
"Welcome, traveler. I have wares, if you have coin... I have always had wares. I will always have wares."
"..."
(He stares at you. He has been staring at this gate for eleven years.)
"Before you go further, child... do you know why the mushrooms glow? They remember. They remember everyone who passed this way and never came back."
"Have you seen my frog? He's green. Well, most frogs are green. But mine has a hat. A tiny hat. I made it from a leaf."
"The cellar rats have returned. Again. I know you've slain dragons, but... the rats. Please. I'm begging you."
"Every map I draw is already wrong by the time the ink dries. The world keeps moving. But I keep drawing."