The queer eyed rabbit stirs in the metal pot of langor amidst trifles in sage brush shadows on his hindered path of rapscalian destiny.
Awry is the crooked trail and dense is the misshapen underbrush of thorn and thistle.
Quick to the lament of the cockroach spins the hourglass in a dust havoc pirouetting storm giant’s claw foot, an angular twist and trap, and hitherto a spry tooth invites darkness to a creature of light, exposing the subterranean viscousness of ab initio. – Sinz