The door opens and they walk in. They are bound head to toe with gauze and tape. Lastly but firstly, play to the apex of the peak of performance to endure the accolades of predestinate and professional alike. Be as a reporter, the chemicals of which are but mere soda ash compared to the infinite varieties of tapes in the store. Take heed and beware the melancholic fibers of your mind, that they let loose and wreck havoc on an episode of Superman or Batman with a cape.
Celtic runes are a sign of something much greater.
The bulldog in his envy bites the feet of the owner. In haste, the backlit porch is host to few. The shadow falls.