To fvrther elvcidate my prior missive: These Violetbloods of the modern era do oft lament their qvadrants and engage in the cvlling of lowbloods. Albeit I, too, may express discontent regarding my rather bereft qvadrants, I shovld not indvlge in svch infantile complaints vpon the digital ether.
What then is this very Ether for? If not to observe the puerile complaints of wygglers?
Yov advance a notion to which I mvst retort, citing that the jade-blooded brooding caverns do observe specific hovrs for visitation.
Thou operates under the very Delusion that I wyll simply lay down and take myne supposed lot in lyfe.
It was not intended as a filip at thine station, bvt rather a rejoinder, considering I might discover more diverting trifles whilst absent from the keys.
The svndry lvsii in mine care, for instance. The wee ones are oft a most rambvnctiovs clvtch. Fvrthermore, any eating-hovse nigh where I reside. There be ever some romantic tribvlation daily.