R/ckets and S/ntries

a gift of late season as the rift grows colder. state of the ruin address, there are just pieces floating around now. and we have alien the concern all these years! a slight fracture, state of the rune. when we were able to congest upon the record, much went sideways. no one throws easy street into the breach like old days frozen out. the new world bends a fragrance over topnotch toast points, scurry past the remoulade and into the zone of portions. that is resitance by any other name. my distinction overthrows yours, until daylight appears. after that it is just plain sentences, as many as can be read.