Simplicity in itself.
To leave one's computer on and the doors so easily unlocked as to be practically left wide open... you truly are an idiot. Now, how did that little rhyme-thingy go...? "Find my words in log and web, swift as a shadow", or something? Not that it matters.
Keep your wits about you, C. I'll be in touch.
Sincerely (<3)
Who are you?
ReplyDeleteOr, if there were a sympathy in choice,
ReplyDeleteWar, death, or sickness did lay siege to it,
Making it momentany as a sound,
Swift as a shadow, short as any dream,
Brief as the lightning in the collied night,
That, in a spleen, unfolds both heaven and earth;
And ere a man hath power to say "Behold!"
The jaws of darkness do devour it up:
So quick bright things come to confusion.
Okay, that's just bizarre.
ReplyDeleteThere's a hidden line of text. "I am Mercury. Call me A.M."
ReplyDeleteNow, who has the initials A.M.? The sadistic supercomputer in "I Have No Mouth and I Must Scream" for one thing, but I don't think that's what they meant.
Steward, i know this is you.
ReplyDeleteWhat do you want with this guy?
Okay "A.M." is definitely not the initials for Steward.
ReplyDelete"Keep your wits about you, C"
ReplyDeleteWho else knows a C, but Steward?
-A.A.F
Wait... hang on.
ReplyDeleteA.M
Achromatic Morality
...
The Plot thickens
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