Salve, Salvete

The burning heat of the sun woke me up. I could never really sleep when He came up over the horizon. Wonders if he does that on purpose. Did you have a good rest my dear reader? I did not. Images of forebodding kept invading my conscious state, and I do believe I was tossing and turning, if there ever was space enough to toss and turn in a sarcophagus. Sigh…there must be something that is going to happen sooner or later. I have been dreaming this past week. Something that has never happened before. I stopped dreaming since half a winter ago…We’ll just have to leave it at that, wouldn’t we? Meanwhile, another of my past works to meet the whims of your childish fancies my dear…

Yours truly
Aristocrat

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