Xaosictect RANT!
Drown in green on winter peak! Stand in lava with a toad of leek!
Strangle coin and mangle foin and to that I wish you a lark of sand!
Watch lowly and closely as the sun fires its laughter at the well of wishers and witchers. Songs sad and wrongs glad, torn between a fence post and a kitchen of plenty. NONE I shout! Slow that berk! Stole my wooden leg he did! I'll shadow him and pen him in the dead book! The day he dies, I was aready dead, never in life are we in strife. Boated, moored and xaos oh how ... Was it that wonet. So shout aand trout. Tire of spooning want a forking, never a knifing, unless its the day that we lost our scabbards to that Balors pet Solar! Stand? Don't stand?! Make up your indecision, you male overunderopressorchiever! Sieve the mind of three hundred souls through a shallow den and nover again never ahgan.
Thirteen...
Aloof with mighty and are we the past of none. Enone ad is this my anfdfg Art.
Alarmed as I am to say it, this is actually really helpful. Xaositect rants aren't exactly my thing, so having a few makes the a bit more compelling really helps. Thank you for the randomness.