I Am a monger of wryd. Come .. let me embellish yours!

What would you have? What sort of life not fully grasped?

Let me dress and trim your self-screwed wyrd and make it new.

If you then reek what I sow, then I will monger for you a wyrd renewed!

Your past is nothing in my hands! I will screech new existence from my throat, and once released from trembling lips, will fill your past and present with forgotten memories or life brand new!

Want a new life? Want to start anew?

I am a monger of wyrd .. come! Let me embellish you!