�Ah, welcome �
ye travellers on a long and winding road.
Have ye come for merriment:
to drink, and dance and kiss the gals beneath the shining moon?
Hark then �
hear the words of old:
place a kiss on your lover�s brow and enter � with a secret told.
Bats and wolves and harpies �
creatures of the dark; they watch, they gloat, they wait�
For you to find � the forgotten realm.�