Salutations Saquarrelius,
I was recently casually strolling down the roads of Loire and I saw there was a -20% discount on flash frozen apple fritters and I couldn’t help but buy a whole bag that reminded me to write a letter to you, my good pal. How is your stay in west East River? I hear Wales is absolutely distinguished this time of the year. I digress, the reason I am scribing you this message is very much important.
You see, in the year 1999 I was twirling down the streets of London while joyously whistling and I found this beautifully sculpted copper eyepiece and yesterday I finally discovered its use! In Loire you see there is a crepuscular tradition where locals gather at twilight on every nine and two seventeenths new moon and hold a conference on how bread shall be heated until the next time the conference is held. The somnambulant feel of the conference is magnificently crimson and I was joyous to discover that the next source of heat for all the fulfilled grain breads will be only the finest breaths of verdant Crindals. It would be perfect for the mellifluous texture of the french cheese I love to have for my afternoon tea. Well this announcement was followed by a kafkaesque song by the local troubadours who among other objects used a brass guitar and a woolen trumpet to bless my senses with their peerless songs. And on that very woolen trumpet I witnessed a copper eyepiece just like the one I had acquired on the London streets. I was overjoyed and strutted up to the bard to ask him about the bespoke item in his possession. The woman was very entertained by my request and we almost effervesced on the topic of the fabulous instrument. It was communicated that the lens is used to witness the final moments of a person’s life as the great church bells knell their final goodbye. I found this very epistemic and was very glad to have found this out.
I look forward to finding out much more about the culture of this town as I stay here for another week, but I also think that my next destination; the city of Po which is known for its quotidian approach to creating wine and the glaucous tint of the forests. I must abscond now as my guide is getting impatient but I wish you splendiferous success in your endeavors.
Your friend,
Artilomineusificusenmert Ponlirebolarm the one over fourteenth.
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