Argh. Zzzz. Slash, donk, bong. Clear.

Bleh. Wholeness in blackness swiftness. Heavy hammerfist.
Slow raise up for the kindhearted furball.

Patience.

Repetition.

Tension.

.

Over.

It was hard to get here. Looking back gives a slightly downtoned feeling. The curve must get higher and higher to reach the average point of feeling full. Troubled times to get into the peaceful harbour of more troubles. The wise dwarf laughs and turns upside down.

Do not let it drive you crazy, I advise you. The little fellow will show you the path. You cast your reflection of the One into it to see your reflection maybe.

Here we are, we lay our burden down... Upcoming happy tensities.

Sleepy chambers under attack! Conquered and reconsidered in a new white light.