Welcome To The Edge
From a distant corner of the Web called WyrD, A darker, damper, dustier corner, A corner where nothing goes and even less returns, From this corner come the Nameless Ones.
Abseiling down a strand long abandoned, Wearing strange genes and stylish hats, Drenched in the echoes of misplaced myth, So come the Nameless Ones.
The One Eyed Wanderer, Wizard of WyrD The Ageless Arcadian, Keeper of Time, The Priestess, Weaver of Dreams And The Shining One, Whose Ego knows no Bounds.
They are Ancient, They are Mystified, And They are Going To, ROCK YOuR FaCE OFF!!!
Except that, for now at least, They have only one entrance to this dimension, the mind of one man, one lonely geek, so locked in his singled handed war on reason, so intent on his solitary struggle to over throw reality, so self-obsessed that They may easily sneak in through the backdoor of his soul, Their thoughts now his, his words now Theirs. The man known only as...