Goodest of Tidings, all creatures of the sun, with hope thee day fares well for you all. endearing and bright unto the day that you grace all those around thyself. blessed be the sun that thou gets to feel upon thy face and come with it, a kiss from the heavens.
And to all those belonging of night, i pray thou have much to look forward too as the sun sighs its last to let the moon breathe. thou majesty of existence, unmatched, tied with the glimmer of stars and moon; feel as their presence embraces thee.
-Arthel
















