21/10/2025
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Double, bubble, engine rumble, Through the marsh and forest, tumble. Fog drifts low and lanterns flicker, Magic stirs as night grows thicker. In the swamp where wisps do play, Haul your load a ghostly way. Past the roots of crooked trees, Through the howl of autumn breeze. Brackenhelm in moonlight g...