Welcome home.

The story begins in hole

Where a yellow imp lives

And he is mostly happy

Though not really

And his skin is slimy

And rather bumpy

With much imagining

About much of nothing

The world is spinning

As a very strange place

With beasts that are blue

Having glaring red eyes

Who live on the outside

And in the castle above

Is a man with a long pipe

And long wispy hair

Who mutters in the night

As the story begins

The mist arrives

As always..