Layer to Reach Candour Stealth fully keeping an open watch on what seems to be the most embracive being around. Everything that I am surrounded by has now diminished out of sight and my decisive glare creeps up and just seems to want to go no where.   Fixated on your presence and through your frown I am thrown to believe in my mind that I must find a reason to approach you to dismay that now. Not like any that we are surrounded by, Sonorous tones echo around.   It is now apparent that we dismay that now.   As I blissfully acquaint myself, I find my curiosity gets ever so closer to unravelling the layers to reach Candour. Layers of time slide away.  Layers coating you slide away. Coats of vulnerability which sours your very acumen slide away. I did not place this on you as I would have thought less of you.   How could I.  Why would I. Just imagine the thought of me thinking less of you. I would be just another sonorous tone in this room just to loathe for you. I have now reached the candour for tonight. That was quest one, and now I move on to the next quest. The second chapter is also layer to reach candour. The second chapter will be placed on you not I.

Continuity purposefully pillaged; all its worth. Like the sun,                                                  by the movement of the regimented clock.   taken away (ctrl, alt, delete),  Harrowing tails… Contortion starts to headline wits. Diminishing any signs.  Clocks face held wit,  With its quick turn of clog. Resurfacing hatred ~ clock overwhelm. Forcefully Stacking              Pain  On  Top  Of  Pain. Building only tumbles  With tumbling  Wit of clock. Setting stead fast to resurface RISE with cocky wit; Stolen object returned. Robbed from rich; given to poor. Salt in addition,                           (seasoning!i) Flavour dramatic.  Souring feeling hinders from  clocks wit. Tease over; clock set…set sun qualitative x quantitative method rolled on. Darkness Vs Brightness, Which was which?* *Reflection scoured forgotten/swift turn of clog.