There is a beggar and a vagabond I know well that has kept himself in health through days and years of hardship, bitten by alley-rats and festering in heaps of garbage. All know him in town, begrudge him though he has kept through winters many would have fallen from. I would direct you to him if you seek words of the tidings and turnings of years-in-and-end.
Seek the vagabond
Do not direct me to beggars. I am to travel alone, and the company I keep is my only pride.
I wish to enter the township and seek board.
Hosted by www.Geocities.ws

1