Just a short note as it was something I thought of for the day. Of little importance for me however. Although you may find it fascinating is the coupling at one point in time of both my parental donors. They do indeed have an interesting story that some may enjoy at some time or other. As much as anything that lacks interest can be found interesting or fascinating for that matter. It is known by many of you dear readers that my father-built buggies and would often sell them to far off dignitaries for a substantial gain. It was not much to tell of at first but over time he was able to collect considerable wealth to the joyful hands of members of his family.
My grandfather and his as I have heard were often in complete amazement at such an endeavor from their young offspring. Try as my father might he was incapable of further accomplishing his goals until he met my most beloved mother. Her greatness, although young was known by many and especially to that of my grandfather who knew her in your young exploits as a swashbuckler. She was as often found with those in her likeness who were proud of her skills in finding sunken treasure from maps of old that others were not capable of doing. Even in her skillful trade she was never found to be proud or disrespectful to those underneath or above her in stature. And although young was considered one of the top pirates and travelers in her time or even that before.
It was rare indeed to find such a commodity in the size, age and femininity laboring in such a prestigious yet lucrative profession. If I can recall it was on one of my fathers many trips with his grandfather and his where upon reaching the docks of the continent of gold and treasure that he met his most illustrious bride, who stood upon the rocks with the wind blowing her long coat and her dreads floating in the airy, Eastern sky. A beauty to behold. One that my father soon fell in love with as he stared into her beauty like I stare into the deep recesses of my open, golden vault. Love may come in many forms you see.
Some that are worth while and others that are only needed for the accomplishment of creating further servants and their servitude. Unless it is to the birth of one such as I, which is, as you may know well enough a once in a lifetime occurrence that may have only happened at my appointed time and never shall before or after. I may have to speak at a later time about my parents meeting as I have written too much on a topic that has not been found noteworthy at this specific time. Although I am sure as you read, my dear reader, my birth is something that you may delight to hear upon. I shall inform you at a later time. It, my dear reader is much more exquisite, superb, and stunning then any other story you may have heard in your lifetime or mine for that matter.
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How To Survive In A Dump: The Diary of Mr. Thaddeus
FantasyHis name is Mr. Thaddeus. A young man born into wealth and prestige writes of his experiences with those who now serve under him from his own unique perspective. One that he speaks on the greatness of his own estate and himself. That is until a ver...
