We ride at dawn! A soothsaying at the 1st falling of the leaves. A roundabout wander across the deep, the down, and of course, the wide narrows. 9 candles will be lit! And one waffle will be eaten. Upon thee, ye, and the diamond collared seance of the sea, I wish all light and no shadows upon your heart. Yer pal, Ik Nak Fu