Observing the ink dripping down the feather upon paper antagonizes the approach of deliverance to the traitor whose name is engraved upon this letter.
Meaningless words were easy to form, unlike the cruel torment caused by the thunderstorm beyond the ocean floor.
Placating view was all that endured fulfillment. Hoping a coherent strategy would be established next.
Facing truth, there is no approach to anchor this fault originated.
Once the letter is dispatched, all will revolve around that name engraved upon the letter and will be blazed down.
- Little Helper