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llucii listens to... ::
Suzanne Vega's...
...Caramel
I prance, I pry, I pray... and I let out a wet fart and breathe deeply. Care you to join me, O Master of Your Universe? Hello again, Folks! I have returned from what I will tell you was a period of hibernation. I have returned, scale-less, darker, sleeker... and well-oiled. I should also warn you that this skin is about ready for shedding. But effort makes it a tough thing to do. So we shall just have to wait and see...
In other news, Autobiography of a Yogi has become one of my favourite books of all time. To say it was a gem in my abyss is a severe understatement, and if you should ever have the rare moment of Elune's blessing, I hope that you, too, will find the joys that I have found...
My stomach hurts and I feel like hurling. Olympus has returned but bearing the scars of war that I fear will haunt her for a long time to come. I have recently acquired for myself some pet-rashes on my cheeks and temples. They're steadily growing healthier each day and I dedicate my sleep to caressing their rosy, matte form each night. How nice it is to have company on your face! It makes the lonely nights so much more bearable! Bollocks to sleep! Who needs ye, Servant of Sloth!!!
Adornments may now be acquired at outrageous prices, starting at $2 a piece or maybe even lower. I find a renewed vigour in colouring the ragged form. Contortions and regular meditation has also breathed new life into the worn out spirit and new optics are now available in a myriad of colours, with no illusion, what's more. The Yell of Yarn has also hailed the shore and building has commenced, although one arm is shorter than the other. But no worries, architects claim that it can still be salvaged.
My kinsmen will be hailing in about 17 days from this dawn. I will be receiving my medals of honour and merit, a recognition of the soldier and the war effort, they call it. But we all know its just to show the king his roastings. All the same, we will then be setting sail for yonder, where I will meet my brethren once more. I should also notify you that a second solar sighting will be occuring, though briefly so you might want to keep an eye out for it. This time, tests abound, and I am determined to emerge the victor. To those who delve in the frosty art of wizardry, please ah, I'm not asking you to carve out your nipple and present it to me on a silver platter lor!
Btw, are you there?
black llucii at 3:43:00 am
In other news, Autobiography of a Yogi has become one of my favourite books of all time. To say it was a gem in my abyss is a severe understatement, and if you should ever have the rare moment of Elune's blessing, I hope that you, too, will find the joys that I have found...
My stomach hurts and I feel like hurling. Olympus has returned but bearing the scars of war that I fear will haunt her for a long time to come. I have recently acquired for myself some pet-rashes on my cheeks and temples. They're steadily growing healthier each day and I dedicate my sleep to caressing their rosy, matte form each night. How nice it is to have company on your face! It makes the lonely nights so much more bearable! Bollocks to sleep! Who needs ye, Servant of Sloth!!!
Adornments may now be acquired at outrageous prices, starting at $2 a piece or maybe even lower. I find a renewed vigour in colouring the ragged form. Contortions and regular meditation has also breathed new life into the worn out spirit and new optics are now available in a myriad of colours, with no illusion, what's more. The Yell of Yarn has also hailed the shore and building has commenced, although one arm is shorter than the other. But no worries, architects claim that it can still be salvaged.
My kinsmen will be hailing in about 17 days from this dawn. I will be receiving my medals of honour and merit, a recognition of the soldier and the war effort, they call it. But we all know its just to show the king his roastings. All the same, we will then be setting sail for yonder, where I will meet my brethren once more. I should also notify you that a second solar sighting will be occuring, though briefly so you might want to keep an eye out for it. This time, tests abound, and I am determined to emerge the victor. To those who delve in the frosty art of wizardry, please ah, I'm not asking you to carve out your nipple and present it to me on a silver platter lor!
Btw, are you there?
black llucii at 3:43:00 am
drooling...
aching for life...
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