The musings of one who is certainly not a poet, and the accounts of Opus Mortis.

I had a splendid opportunity one summer to tour one of the most esteemed education facilities, which I did so gladly. I saw the beauty in its architecture, the history which adorned its walls, and the high class nature of its lectures. Did you know the ancient Romans used urine as mouthwash? Intriguing. Anyways, I do remember meeting…