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FIE THEE, inkanDESCENT with your rejection!!! This is... Well read on

WILL KNOW IN SEPTEMBER

 

Will know in September

Just heard today but it won't be long

Stare out above daylight passing

Will I always be there?

Covering back daring to face

Encroachment of night?

I watch the flying birds

Sense panic exert towards light

You keep staring towards

We must get back to house

The encroachment displayed receipts

You wrote a letter to a President?

Who lives upon a Moon?

I promise it delivered

Now supper by candlelight

I'm sure moving home along

With movement of sunlight 

President will approve!

Go to sleep in bed

Must keep my pact

Speak past encroachment

Towards Moon

 

If you read this it means you woke from your bed naturally and I have been killed and been unable to retrieve this note, left by your sleeping bedside until retrieved following morning.

Every night as that encroachment rattles overhead accusations breaking down psychic defences.

I was able to keep at bay and resigned myself that we had been abandoned to our fate by that accursed President and his lackeys from stock.

Supplies turned into ammunition from the dirt we kicked our boots on.

Despite this and with sleep being those closed eyes for one second as I listened to your questions.

Even with this I fell on the seventh night and my body now puppetry of what you claimed to be so frightened of. 

And not even born the first battle for relish!

If you are reading this it means the portal is now completely open for how could a mere child both read and comprehend these ordered letters? Much less recognise our power and intention and submit willingly.

We are the power feebly wished for and beyond control of the most fanatical despots.

Through blood of you as child the link bridges dimensions to become all powerful and feared!

Into your realm to conquer humanity and mould into slavery

 

If you're hearing these words it means I've got you!

It's scary but your eyesight with renew!

It helps if for now you keep eyes closed!

I fired shotgun at the encroachment!!

I've got you in my arms and that means rescue!

I'm your Mother and I came back!

It's now September.

September

◄ People say "Ewww, you don't write like you come from the Wirral!" And yet I can't write a better metaphor than this!

Hispee Named Full Oligarchy Day! ►

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