English below

Treed binnen, vreemdeling, maar sla acht!

Op het lot dat hier de nieuwsgierigheid wacht.

Wie leest wat hij niet heeft verdiend, krijgt een hoge rekening ingediend.

Wie tussen de regels een schat opspoort, die nooit aan hem heeft toebehoord, is hierbij gewaarschuwd:

Lezer, u stuit, op meer dan alleen de verwachte buit.

Vragen en opmerkingen zijn altijd welkom via PM's. De covers van mijn verhalen zijn in een fatsoenlijk formaat te vinden op tumblr. Probeer: sirwalsingham.tumblr.com

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(De vorige tekst die hier stond, staat nu in het verhaal W)

Stories are written treasures. Vaults of beautiful words, as gold and diamonds. One by one pieces of art.

They're jewels. No ordinary jewels, but highly appreciated jewels, for centuries in the family. Things you absolutely don't want to lose.

Sometimes you have to go somewhere were you can't take the jewels with you. Then, there are two real possibilities: you can lock them away in a vault, or you can find a new home for them. A place where they get the attention they earn. A display in a museum.

Callidora-Malfoy was confronted with this problem. She decided to search a new house for her stories. A place where they would be appreciated... So I adopted some of these stories, saving them from the dark vault or, even worse, the waste bin.

Give them the attention they deserve...

Feel free to PM me, with any message that you want to deliver. Grammar suggestions are highly appreciated.

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Update: Due to content guidelines, I had to remove: Facebook: Harry Potter style. I have - again - republished it, this time on tumblr.