I cannot muster the mallice to spar words with every viollet and fuschia wretch from a timelline not my own. Regardlless of whatever threats or petty insullts you throw my way, I do not care. The Empress I knew was worse, and crueller. You are naught but gnats to be swatted in comparison.
I am pondering on if she woulld want to meet you. You share a sellf-obsessive nature. Perhaps she woulld take to you, or you woulld hate each other. It matters not. Her death approaches soon, in the grand scheme.
w)(at a familiar lil story. an ec)(o kicked down literal eons...
Not to them. Never to them. They took her from me. I will never forgive them, not if a billion sweeps past.
Let me guess. You interfered in a "game" in which you did not bellong. How humorous, that troll timellines can differ so much and yet stay the same.
I will not holld this against you, for you are ignorant and young. Know that I will remember you with somber pusher.
its beautiful )(ow yellows all )(ate eac)( ot)(er. buzz buzz along, lil bees... )(e)( )(e)( )(e)(...