Angelic Devil
02-12-2015, 02:46 AM
As the title reads :) Please help if you can it would mean a lot to someone.
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If you were really a true native Otium fellow you know better than to rise during the early morn. You ought to be stretched on your bed suffocating your bones within your white sheets enjoying its warmth and allowing your muscles the pleasure of stretching until the sun reaches its highest point in the sky and that is when, and only when, would you rise and that is when you have your first nourishment of the day. You would start your day by opening the curtains of your uneven windows and absorb the returning sunlight, basking your pale skin as you would dress in your most comfortable attire and your traditional hand-made by none other than Madam Avuevue straw hat. Only then you may stroll down the muddy paths of Otium in your shiny leather boots towards the Glutton’s square, and that would be where you would appreciate the notorious smell of the freshly baked bread and Lady Borbalu’s sweet melon mash.
The older folk had such a roundabout method to explain their slothful qualities, thought Mayn Haim.
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Cheers,
M
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If you were really a true native Otium fellow you know better than to rise during the early morn. You ought to be stretched on your bed suffocating your bones within your white sheets enjoying its warmth and allowing your muscles the pleasure of stretching until the sun reaches its highest point in the sky and that is when, and only when, would you rise and that is when you have your first nourishment of the day. You would start your day by opening the curtains of your uneven windows and absorb the returning sunlight, basking your pale skin as you would dress in your most comfortable attire and your traditional hand-made by none other than Madam Avuevue straw hat. Only then you may stroll down the muddy paths of Otium in your shiny leather boots towards the Glutton’s square, and that would be where you would appreciate the notorious smell of the freshly baked bread and Lady Borbalu’s sweet melon mash.
The older folk had such a roundabout method to explain their slothful qualities, thought Mayn Haim.
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Cheers,
M