Telltale the Darigan Dancer: Part One Many of a tale tell about the circlet; how it
is encrusted by a special hypnotic power, how it burns fiercely in the hands
of the holder, or in this case the head...but why?
Were, O Were Has My Little Lupe Gone? The night wind blew eerily as I slipped along
the hallway to Remus' room. I eased open the door and approached his bed...and
screamed.