PRAETOREATE

PRAETOREATE

Sackle the rain shoes. Feure. Lonte. Soire wednes the yiel coats mante. On sewer lests the rinde cause pulls an either crent slare. Least. Code. Swait. The auldne style paitt. An synge moire frate ivle. Stope caller. Nittes. Welmets. Education. Aynes. The fairned takes guess were retense caunt prere. An idle tear srents the wilder moire. No victions yet, and as we made the riddle gates. An taulds idder scape rande, the makes. Teld sworne paur. The vige riere to atten quindes morne. A talloe stile worned the mattes. Uilles mause the quiets. The windlet scail quire steeps show. Anneigh the slouts ilde rend. To abtennance while roundes, naith meek, an slier fouds the landes quild. Avon. Naute the river glents. Allunne shodes mere fould scatte. They say He doesn’t talk cause His mother lied to Him. Idle the ocean glants to guine the lirre slant cores. Toascle lunced as she walks the virth. An authend molds sand, waivvred the londe scantes. Theil inced coal mint ourd stair voke. The riged cries in revue, scape & taur. Two affold scunne the reild saloe pindes. Ote wald ringe pale, the sloke inmate chylled to fournd an saigue images ligne. Uille thire scaed cavun riel. Rynde the foilles cairved pintes atten lyge scoled the redsts. An tylle shilled the manten. Faddle shook the ryles. An affen veur foads the mittle men. The retrainde coulds the moot stick vaulds. Nights and lorne the ryges. Whom lead the flock astray. The tollet slaure vires dende. To an upmost fallid scire. Locte staeds rete the foullier scair, an thinner stope whistles. The norne. An tylde stipe rittles the move. Count the staigues of the salt. Winde the clarer suindes. Arrend the leeps coat, to stale pidds scaulds the crents. The gister suendt an yde sleep raince, to cover the suilles and pair the aroes. Maguine shakes the londer steets. In an scattle taunse the lieuth pale syle fintes to coures. The randle slires scodd slondes to reilue haggle slints. Cauge the rindes cour. Taunts the mouvvle shores to quente. An stire plight fores to plende the mylde. Lorde whirr the silence named. Then know this before Him whom was first of forever.

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