This is my precious little ham-beast. I cannot wait for the day he is fat and wise enough to eat.
"once upon a time, there was a place of great goodness, called the white lodge...generally speaking, a ghastly place, reeking of virtue's sour smell. engorged with the whispered prayers of kneeling mothers, mewling newborns, and fools, young and old, compelled to do good without reason. but, i am happy to point out that our story does not end in this wretched place of saccharine excess. for there is another place, it's opposite: a place of almost unimaginable power, chock full of dark forces and vicious secrets...this place i speak of is known as the black lodge, and i intend to find it."
- w. earle