Deadhorse.

Hoopy's just this guy, you know?

Is that a terrorist?!?

"Gold for the merchant, silver for the maid / Copper for the craftsman, cunning in his trade / 'Good', laughed the Baron, sitting in his hall / But iron - cold iron - shall be the master of them all."

Slip into a world where the air I breathe is mine, nothing to overwhelm me and nothing to cloud my mind, come with me into it and you know what you will find, time doesn't exist here~