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Feb 2015
Elinor's notes were warbled in such a sinister way.

incredulous and lunacy took the best of what she had.

The tight shaft didn't help our predicament but Elinor had a belligerence about the way she talked that had me worrying.

" Elinor, how did we get here?"

" its not how but when." she sang and that served never swaying smile.

how can i make sense of these shambles

"Elinor how do you suppose we will get out?"  

"Do not ridicule me. I know not how to take flight of the situation only how it was taken place."

"Alright, how did it take place."

~~~~~

a jack rabbit,  that's all it takes.

"Ralion my mind is weak?"

"only in the places you find strenuous."

"so my mind is strenuous?"

"For heavens sake's Ethonan , why is this a bother?"

"I cant keep my.. my, oh no brother I'm not sure how to consume this outrageous amount of knowledge!'

"Ethonan what if father were to hear of this?"

" shenanigans i guess." i smiled at the thought, if father could hear me plotting.

"what about ... oh I'm a fool to think of such madness." Ralion puts his book down and takes his sweet time to cross the room!

"What is it Ralion?" His movements are startled in many ways, it frightens me.

"Were is this knowledge coming form?"

"i cannot speak of this, not to any mortal. I'm woebegone in a rather deep manor." A taste of bitter metallic razor blades swarmed into my throat.

"Ethonan I am asking politely now but heed my words, others would not be so kind as to peck away at such a dead ended conversation."

how shall i go about my thoughts?

I'll never explain myself.
Never ever was rhyming my thing, its mostly jumbled thoughts but a poem nonetheless.
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casiopeia smith  the Future
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