Hi, just a heads up that your storybook is due to be archived in a few days. If you'd like it to stay where it is for a little longer, just let me know and I'll add an Undying tag so the rest of the crew know not to move it.
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
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