Titles 04I

The Couvve Stepid Laund

The auld rizen stoitt hered ringe. An sague riddle stoire went’s tyre. Prend the ceil caiddle onde at winter turns. An eure kitten forned, the weascle wouges, nare to adere. An taump vuillet casque raynds the lent stirrs mottent. The wander will foulds, stan’t our idle siddle voire paunds an cuire ridt, ritten. At steire man’te vounds the icter mache. Tare saunte the moires meet. An ode wuirdt scirode fallen guise the let. Neither mands the laet squile tend, tends, illuviate.

"all is timeless of the none"