Whispering Stanzas

Behind the curtain, the chosen ones are about to step into legend. Old gods, relics, steam, witches, detectives, ancient mysteries, the radiance of the epoch... "Do you want to play a game of Rhode Cards?" Time etches the passing years, and the silver moon illuminates the shadows. I compose legends for you, while you whisper verses for me. (Note: I have another completed series of five million words. I post twice a day without fail. 6:50 AM and 5:50 PM. A product of Salted Fish, guaranteed reputation.)