Montag

Glad to see you're not entirely dead, Druid- I mean, Montag.

My dear G. S. Carnivals, I'm glad you seemed to like the vipers poem. After badmouthing poor Zelia --or Zealia, I've seen her name spelled both ways countless times--my guilt became unbearable. So I dedicate this poem to her! May 'Dusa forgive me.

Dammit, I am Oskar Werner...You know too much, Van Helsing.

Do you by chance resemble Oskar Werner holding a beloved book in one hand and a lighted match in the other?