The new dawn comes and the rift makers job is only partially concluded in accordance with the old ways with the ways in which time is but a figment of inexplicable astonishment over the hither to unknownst angst of the experience at hand with solid feral and serpentine gesture. Launching forth with and especially fro the long story jabbers out in to the frying wok of sun arisen with indeed a bright and darkened splendor. Meandering now a luck is so stroked into the fury of lust and combustion is ignited in the hearts on the feral and infernal creatures of the shores the woods and shortened mountains.

 A foundry of mismatched chance betoken a single utterance so well spoken to go as yet into the conundrum of nano space. Again the beginning is so quaintly integral as lore piles hot beneath the destitute of inexcusable blabberment and soft arrogance as so likely is the key of benevolence bees.

 Charisherd in the quickened breaks of extreme and unextreme splendor as forth wit is grown into the unlikely sunder of thoughts bethought without contemporate congeliation to lay fat and cumbersome over and beneath the aquatic decks of Finnegan’s slander. Go writhe fore be spook is the fortuner of all enumbered. Peace and agenda co enamored with stricken splendor upon the brow of crowned prowl of be nightly duty. So the long night begins as the simple thoughts of the Peggar pour out and so be spunk the already spunked situation to bring down all that intrigued breath is so brought.

 What words com bust and bespeak that which can be so tread upon the flat iron of blameless inquiry. A short fortune of notion as the sea ahead parts to so accommodate that which is spun as farce upon the weeping willow of serendipity.