On my way home.
Neither too extravagant nor quite exquisite. A surge most gratifying, of things that i have developed a penchant for. To honour, and to express; through these small chinese eyes i view the wide world in colours not yet captured by technology and this spurs a deep, quiet confidence within that i have not felt since time inexplicable.
To pen a tasteful magnum opus that would sweep over casual novella and rival biblical tales, such is this aspiring writer’s shrewish desire.

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