Dear fellow bards & owls, I'm sure the owls are all wide awake,
And for the bards. Mr Henciltep has got a plan for today and that is a small picnic with his dear friends Miss Margery, Mr Button, Miss Appleplum and finally Mr Wiggy. And Mr Henciltep is still here with not even a sign of sleepiness; perhaps too much dose of excitement; anticipating the day is almost not possible to contain in one night. The next morning, it is worn that he is going to drive his rusty old horse carriage to fetch the ladies and Mr Wiggy to Mr Button's mansion. In tandem to the ongoing event, due to risks of driving with a restlessness before the day starts, Mr Henciltep decides to call it a day now in hope that tomorrow will be a wondrous day unlikely for someone who has experienced through a fathomless bare. Life was once void in Mr Henciltep's dome; and now being wise carries a different meaning for him as he realizes more and more...
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