Come, listen! To this chthonic orchestra, And this ill-judged story.

A most dreadful adventure A heavy task at hand Something’s waiting in there.

I found a room for summoning fearful things. Should be fine, right?

Light your candle. Knock on headstones. It’s Halloween!

One minute I was on my balcony, The next I was staring into this crystal ball. What do you see?

I want a story. You know this story. Well, let’s have it, then.

Quick like bunnies. There’s something I want to show you. Also, something’s after us. Quick now.

Stillness can be difficult. Silence can be terrifying. Let’s jump in together.

We can be so lovely when we’re yearning. Come visit the Library of Longing. What is it you want?

How do you tell a story with no beginning, middle, or end? On a different note: What time is it?