SkirvvyDawg

hello old friend, it's been a while. Last time we met one another, you were fresher, more crisp to the casual intrusion of coincidence. To the moment. I remember the glint of eager hunger in your smile and the stare at a thousand intensions, to change the world within your sphere of influence. It was a good time, to be you. And in you, to know the path least trodden. A most important point of inflection was the route of your embargo'd soul: were you high sailin' the 7 wonders of the world or had the pirates already captured your dogging ways of worry...? Whom did you let out, rooted and rabid in its wicked ways and how many bones have been uncovered in your dull'd-skullery of muted senses and muse? More to un(dis)cover in this tale of thrwarted woe and treason...