Prestige – she takes her moment and presupposes to suggest just such a guaranteeing endeavour of no kinds of limited behaviour. As the wind sweeps gently against the parts of her mind that truly do mind to matter, another gulf of gasping wind w-i-n-d-s itself
Silence seems to abound amid this fleeting irregularity named instantaneous bliss!
Perhaps a Dostoyevskian kiss to playFULLY reimburse his thirsty, downright irreverent soul? SomeHOW it appears to have been – a misLEADING thing of definitely struggleSOME interpretation!!