Pleurodelinae;
or,
The Newt
Hark, reader, traveller, observer! Pry open the doors of this cabinet of curiosities, where in its bosom lie tinkerings and concoctions of the strangest and most varied order. It is at once an atlas of fantastical places, a skeleton cobbled of the bones of many, a manuscript of dust-pale words and washed-out images limned in the colors of the setting sun. Peruse these folios freely as you craft your journey through these lands...
Many avenues seem to be blocked off. There are words from the proprieter written upon the shadowed corners that read: "The curios cabinet is currently under construction. Feel free to peruse what is here, but there will be less to see at the moment. Thank you for your patience!"
This place is a humble shrine, a tiny nook upon the side of your winding trail, the lights in the windows just visible from your spot. The floorboards echo and scatter dust with your steps. As one may expect from a place handmade, there may be either issues that may arise or questions one may want to be addressed. Or, more simply, you just want to say hello. Whatever the reason, you’re free to send a ship in a bottle by signing the guestbook, here through mail, or on the site profile.