"Well... This is a bit strange from the norm"said the man behind his transparent desk. A light fizzled overhead. He was alone amongst the shades of darkness wondering where exactly his life went wrong.
"I briefly thought I had a stranglehold over life and everything in it" spoke the broken gent. "Where did my confidence and honor go?"Here he is. Now willing to do what he once found revolting and unimportant. This is the very definition of the hypocritical oath. That being said, I've heard an understood error in judgment is momentary but an error based (or should that be marinating?) on a biased opinion is stuck in perpetual err forever.
Maybe he was wrong maybe he was right. It truly is irrelevant at the end of the day. I am here now and look forward to pressing forward past these misconceptions and I hope anyone unfortunate enough to endure my writing will to enjoy these new found wings that I've sprouted from my back.
What *exactly* and how I intend to talk about whatever the subjects may be is but a mystery for the time being. But it sure will be interesting for me to find out.
*Minor spoilers it'll be about fictional writing, it'll be about life in the eyes of cats, dogs, and anything else that encroaches upon the house. And just maybe it'll be about nothing. That's a pretty big to do list right there.
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