Response to my secondary missive was even less cogent. Now the author has taken a common amphibian as a proper name.
" I had no idea Iron Maiden could have such a troubling effect upon a person. I am truly vexed.
-Toad"
Shocked, I continued undeterred, though I began to feel the grim forces at work were perhaps already taking hold within my small circle of writers.
My Fellow Gentlemen
I am amiss at your last missive. Surely an evening within the deadly device of torture would produce an imbalance of the tempers of ones mind. Though truly I do not understand the inclusion, unless you are aware of further armament of this Legion host.
Again I must turn to you my fellows, those outside this circle of letters would assuredly not grasp what I speak.
My travels of the night past again found me in the proximity of the park. It calls me like a love parted by war and distance. This past eve was cool as winds swirled about the trees. Either foolish or bold perhaps both I edge further around the green. My hope a less obstructed view than that provided on previous nocturnes. To this I was rewarded or cursed, as I saw them. An arrayed force of the underworld throwing off a ghastly nimbus of faint green. Each wickedly armed and columned in marching form.
A sane man I fled and prayed. Am I mistaken to believe one of you fellows to be of the clothe as is said?
My thanks dearest friends
J.L. Reichl
" I had no idea Iron Maiden could have such a troubling effect upon a person. I am truly vexed.
Shocked, I continued undeterred, though I began to feel the grim forces at work were perhaps already taking hold within my small circle of writers.
My Fellow Gentlemen
I am amiss at your last missive. Surely an evening within the deadly device of torture would produce an imbalance of the tempers of ones mind. Though truly I do not understand the inclusion, unless you are aware of further armament of this Legion host.
Again I must turn to you my fellows, those outside this circle of letters would assuredly not grasp what I speak.
My travels of the night past again found me in the proximity of the park. It calls me like a love parted by war and distance. This past eve was cool as winds swirled about the trees. Either foolish or bold perhaps both I edge further around the green. My hope a less obstructed view than that provided on previous nocturnes. To this I was rewarded or cursed, as I saw them. An arrayed force of the underworld throwing off a ghastly nimbus of faint green. Each wickedly armed and columned in marching form.
A sane man I fled and prayed. Am I mistaken to believe one of you fellows to be of the clothe as is said?
My thanks dearest friends
J.L. Reichl
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