Robert paused for a moment, thinking, his thoughts drifted towards Gallia for a moment, and his family, only to whither away as they materialized in the form of words carefully placed on top of his tongue, awaiting to be exuded forth to penetrate the holes which eventually lead to Ellie's eardrums.
" My cousin is embroidered with the finespun profession of that of a writer, or more broader put, an artist. Oui, he was the first to set sail on this luscious and undoubtedly lavish, eloquent verbal excruciation that shudders my vocal chords and, as I lately heard, disfigures the content mood of my conversation partners as they are fornicated with an ardent set of carefully chosen words, fused together to form a sly, persuasive message, twisting people's minds to my convenience. " He paused, allowing his lungs to indulge themselves with the pleasures of a refreshing breath.
" Perhaps I wouldn't be here if it wouldn't be for my cousin. I would had been a socially inept, introverted, spoiled child with an annoying incompetence at creating or even creating a conversation. "
He then reserved a moment to think, a little smile carved his face.
" Ironic how, despite him being the mentor, he eventually enlisted in the Navy, while I, the disciple became the founder of this finespun zoner organization. This mere thought arouses the metaphysical plains of my cognitive entrails, my dear madame. " He said.
" But despite that lunatic choice of his, he's a very... benevolent, refined individual as well... Perhaps you should meet him sometimes in the future. You may get along just fine. " he the continued, smiling.
(08-10-2015, 07:03 PM)Antonio- Wrote: King Eduard is the greatest
