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  • Archive Re: What would happen if?

    Alice, How He Promised and How He Lied I froze as I felt a furry paw on my shoulder. There were no sounds other than my own breathing. All was ...

    Mar 15, 2011


These were autumn mornings, the time of year when kings of old went forth to conquest; and I, never stirring from my little corner in Calcutta, would let my mind wander over the whole world.
— Rabindranath Tagore, The Cabuliwallah