Revision as of 15:23, 10 July 2009 by Commander I. Heartly Noah
Jillian sits alone in a clearing before a small campfire, wearing her top hat and wrapping a blanket around herself. Above the trees, two Archons, three gwiffons, and a few other flying units are visible in the night sky.
But day doth daily draw my sorrows longer,
And night doth nightly make grief's length seem stronger.