Lle vanim onamin seasa nan vithel ikotane sainaik. Amin caeltae n uma n at men. Lle Mellon, Osta, ar' Mori Er - Tenna' Gurtha. Hi, me again. Draco is there.
Ideas are clean.
They soar in the serene supernal. I can take them out and look at them, they fit in books, they lead me down that narrow way. And in the morning they are there. But the world is round, and a messy mortal is my friend. Yes, long ago.