Robert had his feet drench onto the dome's lavish soil as he made his way forth towards he person his eyes laid witness upon.
As he approached closer and closer, a congregation of mind disemboweling thoughts flourished throughout the metaphysical plains of his cognitive entrails. The person whom he dragged himself towards to felt familiar, yet somehow, this familiarity shattered his sanity, his lucidity for mere seconds, as if he was witnessing the manifestation of a repugnant spectre in the epicentre of his glare.
Masticated by thoughts of all forms and embodiments, joy suddenly triumphed, accompanied by other feelings one would obtain as he witnessed the return of an old comrade, brother in arms, presumed dead.
" Bonsoir, my most exquisite and overtly finespun madame who happens to enlighten us with the scrumptious existence you chose to exert inside the confines of this magnificent freeport with the ever benevolent motive of indulging us with your catering, long yearned, presence. " He said, as he approached more and more, gesticulating with his hand as if he was executing flurries and decimating tribulations against the air, severing it.
" It's been a long and insufferable torment that the sands had to subject themselves to as they found themselves falling from one chamber of the hourglass to the other until the moment our two existential incarnations could cross again and proceed in a fornication of metaphysical proportions... " He continued, as he now found himself directly in front of that madame, palpating the edges of a chair, tucked against the table.
(08-10-2015, 07:03 PM)Antonio- Wrote: King Eduard is the greatest
