Good morrow to you, lovely watchers, lurkers and creepy folkes who do things in the dark bowers awaiting words to be spoken from ancient texts.

*pops her neck and stares*

You know, sometimes, when you feel things... they just ...come out.... whether you honestly realize you do or not. I think I said it in a previous comic some time ago as ...*rubs her neck, wide-eyed* You know, I'm a bit too frazzled at the moment to even form words... bit of shock, really... so, I'm just gonna go revel in the joy of this unexpected and unbelievable moment.

For Satan's darkest rose of my heart and the mother of our child,  Sanita_Squirrel Thank you, mi amor, for everything we've shared and everything we will share in the time to come. There is nothing you do which doesn't excite me and nothing we've shared which doesn't inspire me.


Love yourselves, beautiful watchers and love one another. *beams, derpy* Never fail to be kind and never lose faith in love. Ave Lucifer.