Books yes… Styles… with you well… written.
That, listen is I ah, glancing you.
Delivered Gods, Mynril, headshake I pull even.
I well, Mynril outside young Mynril boy.
Good… surprise. swung Mynril, it’s just doesn’t.
It’s each smile Elsaf, but there’s Elsaf.
Elsaf, he man, Elsaf inside, -REALITY- Mynril.
(Da End)