Avid oysters in the high desert plundered Ovid for a metamorphosis of a different kind.

Kindled hearts as ice melts a fortune in glyphs, wouldn’t you know that Kelsey went into the general bivouac eyes wide open but forgot to close them at the most propitious moment when the mountain leapt upon its prey praying at the altar of altered egos, having its cuffs hemmed at two inches per side.

Carnivorous mountains will do that at times, so keep a close eye or stay away entirely. The big blue skies are something else completely, neither carnivorous nor omnivorous nor herbivorous. Just vigorous. That’s the sky for you in these parts of matrix mechanics nearing Gottingen. Lighthearted proxies with quantum qualities of quilts answer every question except one arising from the black body radiation problem.

Kelsey simply walked the Planck to prove what needed proving, but no one was paying attention and we’re still paying for it to this very day.