Monday, August 1, 2011

The Arimathean rises...Book two on the way.

Clear the decks.

When you be conjurin the best of mankind, and the worst as well, who knows what mayhem follows. Ill winds from the pits of hell and sweet songs from heaven's glades when mixed in my bouillabaisse can drive a sane man mad.

But its the brew, that brew made from the best of Languedoc's vines, mixed with the pulverized bone and marrow of seraphic warriors...that is the piece de resistance.

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