Valaire's Love Poem

A love letter written by Valaire, a poet and an old fan of Umar Neria. - Your lips are like a pair of freshly cooked sausages, - and your reddish cheeks are like those of a heavy drinker. - Your body resembles the shape of one of those beer kegs piled up in storages, - and when you sing, you sound like a running mine car with a broken set of blinkers. - You are not obtainable, neither by him nor me, - for no one could claim ownership for a star that struck Yorn. - And so, all that we could do is scream, "Please smile at us, Neria!" Right-click to add to the Adventurer's Tome.