Satyr Club - The most wretched hive of debauchery and villainy, Dark Heart (64.4529,190.253,3092.52)

Words, language, poetry, expression — these are the true magic, the subtle treasures we carry. Insubstantial, yes, but capable of immense force, and of quiet, lasting healing. They are the jewels of thought, scattered like stardust across our conversations.
If words are among your favourite things, then share a few with me. I’ll respond gladly, and invest myself in the exchange — because there is something meaningful in the meeting of minds shaped by language.