"Behold, ladies and gentleman, bonnie laddies.

lest against my ire, for I had accost the sage dragon; the petal woman, and a cub that will use the bletcherous methods to fight whether that be mumbling or inhaling as a requirement to yex.

Solifidians such as you an me. Trances the brain with a black tipped pen and a soaked up paper. For the dripping of the ink gives motion for a long Jnana; I was told by the ones in my vision, I am in the right here. You can be gelastic for the actions of a God, or below my feet are the ones of sickening with cartoony lines that reek. The sheer amount of blandiloquence I gifted for free, my wisdom spoken for the lofty tree. For it was the seed, son of the tree; that was a denizen to knowledge.

Lordlings and other bairns are full of mistakes, although we may lash out; learning from actions is life. Incorrigible blundering; such as the bevy I had witnessed are emptive when it comes to having feelings hurt over my truth."