Paramaecium In Exordium Letras:
A pool of water, crystal clear and shimmering,
beneath the light of an ancient moon. The water's
cold tranquillity, majestic and refined in
stillness and in clime, disturbed in brief by the
passage of a lone vessel; the boat in carriage of
the solitary one; the cloaked youth of sad temper
and sorry virtue.

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In time, and not before time, beneath the overhang
of tired branches, the vessel gains the
embankment, the youth alighting on the shore. He
wraps the cloak for warmth against the asperity of
the night, and upon his gloved wrist the falcon
waits until the light of dawn reveals that which
is unseen, of the landscape of the land.

As the boat moves off unnoticed, beneath a tree he
reclines to lie and I know this story well, as one
should, of he that is I.
Letras: In Exordium Paramaecium [final]