xpierrot . [ melancholia incognito. ]
"I apologise!" Mothered by the collision 'tween hemuri was a necromantic pinch of panic to that corpselike á´á´Ęá´ ÉŞá´ â what had hithertho been ensconced in skeletal arms, the usitate gallimaufry of an artificer, now lay asunder 'pon jagged pavement. Whilst gathering the paraphernalia back into the security of his embrace amid the zulmat, he purloined a coup d'oeil at the phoinocomous gentleman whose composure he had unintentionally disturbed, when before long, Mnemosyne struck him with a warm remembrance! What a flowery allure, that hortensial physiognomy, from which peered an unforgettable pair of astriferous eyes, and his own subsequent cry was one of delight ; the anxiety within his chest c r u m b l i n g right away. "Oh, its you!"
