the maker of the site
Fancy meeting another, all the way out here. Although, maybe it is not all that surprising; I have a feeling that if you had never travelled here to meet me, I would not be here to greet you.
visitor
Perhaps...anyway, what are you doing here?
the maker of the site
Consider me an emissary. A deliveryperson. Like a midwife, but instead of the hope of new life, I only have what's in my hands right now.
As you can see, my hands are quite full. Although these things are all dear to me, if I am to part with them, I would prefer to leave them in the hands of another. You must understand. What, of mine, would you like?