your mystic priestess of darkness awaits, shrowded in a dark green cloak... huddled in the corner of her cold, steel cell, with only a single small but very dangerous south american tree frog to break the silence. Your Queen wishes to meet with you in your residing town on the 8th day of the 6th month, after hell has unleashed the remainder of its fury and all that is left is a carcass of recollections of time well spent at UC Davis.
hope to see you soon me melon. Call my cell or send an email so we can set a good time. Congrats on finishing school also.