Guest:Your with me in this game I play, so ask your understood verse. I hear the everything you'll say, which quote did I rehearse?
Guest:Guarded by ice, a realm in chains, Where cold winds howl and vastness reigns A fortress not of stone, but frost, In tundra’s grip, where lines are crossed What is this chilly archipelago’s name?
Start with nothing, add me as many times as you want, and you still have nothing at the end.