Here I come Each symphonic crush of the verdant surface carried so cautiously, so silent. AS always, as though the marble sppheres were about to hurl him backward, bansishing from the quarry the Rook whom sought entrance; the obsidian nadirs to the acute aetenae seeming to plunder from the context the most heinous racket, although it wasn't as bad as all that. In one's mind the greatest skeptism is thy self. Abruptly, as though the inconstant, incooperative topography had tapered to the uninteligible thoughts, the masculine carcass chucked hurtling forward in a downward line. A line is a moving dot, after all. Without the slightest effort the circumflexious stones rickoshayed (sp?) from below him, the stalwort helves graping the ground in a concious attempt to expire the rcket the beast had caused.As clastic turbulence caused, herculean expires implemation, inaudible chortle. As though this new expiremnet was not thoroughgly degrading, the new found jester reenstated walk across the land, soft echoes vibrating from underneath the huge beast.
And Of course, this was the grand entrance. Not in the least the impressive ingression he had panned, but; you get what you take in this world that we live in. Elevating the coronet in slight, lucid diagnostics pouring over teh landscape. So much to hope for, so little to be gained.
But you get what you take.
R o o k
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