14 January 2007

2Dodding the back of the tower.
I: gawded a narcissys. .Terrassant, The Mald of Malaparth oozes in and cuts through the denim without leaving a gap Sword shines Invisibly chisellling with that stanley knife. I do Gene Semberg the one. Tongue and Chikhs. Fighting in Gothang and fighting in your flat skreen. Entered Elavys. Retrobahn, zele og gete..magic bliss..Devaliya Josue, count of Bergerac, Marquese of Blatpid.'"' . . . _Entered the ravius. The misy zayes bleam a new dawn......Bergerac, Bergerac, Berge Racke Sarakte....Deathin it all...Undeathyingly exactling the dream of Livys, this is the dream of Livys, as Lyivis went out Labalyiahrd slain and cut smoothe the dangerous Marue T em Pah A- Egdedyon Te mgye ho- bay Eros..................................welcome home. .Stawberry Plum segod- om-pa-nakall.............h o me.. e. ome adaa-adagho