So you're still with us, astral projected heteronymous creature from the undulating plains! Schmuck-Schmhug! How dis the castle hill look? I know it long ceased to be a proper castle, just a ruined tower that was briefly a mental hospital and a considerable amount of walls and two lovely gates, one looking upon the main church (why leave the thing outside?) and the other on a graveyard and adjoining church... I'm guessing all believers and dead folk were to be kept outside. I kind of understand it... Did not the obscene amount of white marble confuse the snow flakes? Maybe they thought the hill was much higher than 1200ft. Now, be less sporadic, 'kay?
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Now, be less sporadic, 'kay?
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marble is hard
other than that
I hid in my loft
and printed a card
"me loves you enough"
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