Blueswade

Level 237...

You're the star of the story. 1 possible ending!

A little late night quidditch at Frogwart's

Bill's gonna need 30 lives to survive...

“It lumbered slobberingly into sight and gropingly squeezed Its brickish green immensity through the black doorway into the tainted outside air of that poison city of madness. … The Brick cannot be described—there is no language for such abysms of shrieking and immemorial lunacy, such eldritch contradictions of all matter, force, and cosmic order.”

The Blueswade Con tee!

Cut off one head and two will rise to take its place...and play the clarinet poorly.

He was a Groot!

the hot sauce of your final culinary fantasy...