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Who: Everyone at the State Island Renn Faire.
When: From noon 4/29 to 11:59pm 5/2
Where: Staten Island.
Summary: Reality is temporarily broken as demonic forces accidentally make a Renn Faire very real.
Warnings: None?
Format: Whatever thou doth deign upon.
PROLOGUE:
As summertime sun veered twelve on dial,
A light shone bright over fields grown mild.
Beyond mortal realms held such dark guile
That, sparked by demons, wrought truth defiled.
Upon a land danced revelers in mask
Blithely blind to this dark mischief brewing.
From hence now in history would they bask,
Shy of lives they knew, they’d keep eschewing,
Believed to be the cloth over the man.
Along the land enchanted, they frolic,
Embroiled in medieval life began,
Drunk on magic like an alcoholic,
Lost in the fantasy of their own minds.
Their creations forged real by mystic binds.
When: From noon 4/29 to 11:59pm 5/2
Where: Staten Island.
Summary: Reality is temporarily broken as demonic forces accidentally make a Renn Faire very real.
Warnings: None?
Format: Whatever thou doth deign upon.
PROLOGUE:
As summertime sun veered twelve on dial,
A light shone bright over fields grown mild.
Beyond mortal realms held such dark guile
That, sparked by demons, wrought truth defiled.
Upon a land danced revelers in mask
Blithely blind to this dark mischief brewing.
From hence now in history would they bask,
Shy of lives they knew, they’d keep eschewing,
Believed to be the cloth over the man.
Along the land enchanted, they frolic,
Embroiled in medieval life began,
Drunk on magic like an alcoholic,
Lost in the fantasy of their own minds.
Their creations forged real by mystic binds.