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We talk to hide our true feelings, and the wisest being in the universe has nothing to say. This being bstated, I have got to say: I am obviously not the wisest man in the universe. Obviously. Corroded pellice sweled under Monarch's careful (although, in the coveted honesty that she sopposed she must use from this point further, rather uncomfortable). Plaint Masquerade had already been chucked, but always the best was saved for last. I enjoy the mystery of it, but naturally of course the 'henge' not being explained, nor clarified, I have conceived my own excuses and scandals for it. . . but I find it, quite honestly, boring. Where is the excitement? Yes, you can proboablly tell I'm looking for a stallie to....increase our numbers. Ah, such shameful (not regretted, though) disires. How Hvae I come here? In all it's vulgar simplicity I have come because I have to, and stayed because I wanted to. The citizen's here have captured my attention like nothing else. And I have a fellow sentinel! I pray that we should meet someday too. But you, of course, are always first. As You have asked me, I shall ask you. What do you think of Stone Henge? Of Your Subjects? Clastic, flaccid sodden kneaded at offhand vivacity, cadaver manipulates verdate barracks as landau transported in cardinal of judging sovereign, as such intense moments as these were better taken in one's own style. .beloved? none. .Avain Sentinel. .Tethered to Stonehenge. Chimera .rusted wings. |