The Lore once spoke of the man of eredith who heralded a chaing-po, the truth is that the question of friendship remains intact beyond all reasonable measure of goodwill. The Algarnon steering committee were pretty vogue with their selections, but time decided the fate of the good man who rose through novo to find the eternal will of sanctimony.
The Algarnon started to decipher the return, of which was marked by three days of latent fasting followed by a good bowl of All Bran. Stoke not your barrels, but father the festering of day-to-day knowledge in the hope that one day the Oculus will return.
Today though, lombardy to hark will prevail and the knowing owl watches gapingly to all ends...