Fate is giving me his wondrous gift with the Revival of my helpless wooden prison. Everything is used against me, Even stars are corrupted on the road. Welsh idol and ceaseless tides are the tools used (by him) In my board game to gain leadership over it. Lately, my existence whispers he will win, since he Learned ingenuity over the million yea. It's morning.
Aberdeen, 17–20 March 2022