Treading Shallow Waters or Trawling Depths Best Left Undisturbed?
The moon is extremely white tonight. Before it had a bright, intense yellow tinge, but now it is a pristine white. Chalk white, an alabaster display. Artemis is showing herself to those of us still awake to see.
Looking closely I can almost see the Harlequin reflected on the moon's face. Ah Harlequin, you boorish lout. Oafish buffoon that capers around to amuse others at the expense of himself. Ah fool and knave you are. You clown, you dolt, you putz; you ass. All clowns are such, frightfully so, which is, I suppose, what feeds the fear of them. Nothing could possibly be that foolish. Who but the most sinister creatures would willingly portray themselves in such a manner?
Looking closely I can almost see the Harlequin reflected on the moon's face. Ah Harlequin, you boorish lout. Oafish buffoon that capers around to amuse others at the expense of himself. Ah fool and knave you are. You clown, you dolt, you putz; you ass. All clowns are such, frightfully so, which is, I suppose, what feeds the fear of them. Nothing could possibly be that foolish. Who but the most sinister creatures would willingly portray themselves in such a manner?