Layers...

Good day I bequeath you, peasants!!! HAHAHAH! May you seek solace, and stumble over ambi-ance from within the drag, boundless infinitious shadow of the King!!!

Pardon do I beg, and humility do I offer.

Onward.

At this moment, one wishes to impress upon the land that are the participants, a tale. A tale of onions, of cakes, of minds and feelings, of good minus bad, of you and me. A tale of layers.

One has come into contact with this term, this denyut- denyut particle of particles not too long ago. In one occasion, one found out that to marry is strictly NON- Personnel. Rather, it's more of a joint Chiefs of Staff sort of endeavour.

Consider.

WE are the ones who are getting married, yet others are contributing towards this insyaAllah blessed event. WE are this! and WE are that!, and at the end of the day, one wonders whether all parties may be well- served simply by one smoothly describing how their ideas, their hints , their innuendos are ill- advised, ill- informed and ill- received.

All of a sudden, one find that this tale is, and cannot be, complete. One will delve into this at a later date, God -Willing.

Utmost care, participants. Remember, just as two teaspoons' worth of sugar can sweeten almost any dish, so to can two seconds worth of a smile can brighten up any dull day. Smile, and indeed, the world may smile with you. A lot better than THE WORLD NOT SMILING WITH YOU, isn't it?

Matthekage