Thursday, April 03, 2008

Of Nikolas Village, Part II

And as M. Nikoolus made hissre preparrations for the departurre, in the haste of the nighte, when the windes were blowinge, and Zephyrus was in his wanton wayes, like a trolle in a foreste, and lanterens alighted the streettoppes, than in a poorerr quatrere of towne, on the other syde of the bridge that conneckted the northeern fieldes with the artisannes, then a young boy was crawilinge upon the streetes, and was wont for foode, for he was a poore, and he had no hoouse, or income, or any substicence, and he did scavenge in the dusteebinnes, and the wastebasckests, and the seweres, and the ratte-holes, and the cobblestonnes, and the alleywayes, and the oceanes, and the sykes, and it was goode. And he did looke up at the sky, and it being a colde night, and cleare, for the stares were vissible from the position of the schild, M. Kessler, he did looke uppe at them, and aske for guidanse, and it was given to him, and he reveiced the blessinges of the Winde, and he did go and decide to steale foodes from the wealthie citesenes, and itt was goode.

And so, undere the covere of black-ness, M. Kessler did go and approache the manour of the country baronne, in a most stealthie apprehensione, and the neervoues in his gutte did twiste and turne in a most foul waye, for he was feeling not only feare of being accosted and arraigned, but he was also expereienceing a profounde disquietude on his actiones, and a lack of celare direcktive, and he was troubled as the propoerre pathe. For he questioneed whethere the fate that the stares did dicktate to himme was indeed the righte pathe form him to tayke, whether to accept the judgementes of the outsideres, to crawle blinlie alongst the slumme-wayes, or to create a meaning unto himme-selfe, and to determine his owne destinie. However, a passinge beaste of the nighte startled himme as he was thynking thisse, and he dismissed the thoughtes.

And, like a panthere, in the swifteness, he ascended the steppes that leade to the backe-doore, and he entered like a visitataion from a nother realme, and he did become sylent as a beare, in the wintere time, for on the streetes he had learned to be such, and he did go to the larder, and the kitchene, and the celler, and the pantrie, and the casemente, and the vine-yarde, and he did steale unto himmeselfe a greate deal of foode, such that it would sustaine himme for a numbere of weekes, had it not been for his disckoverie, as he befell upon a rat-trap, and clambouring in haste, he did awaken the manservante, and he was accosted by the ladie of the house, who happened to be the womon that came to the Nikolaus in the horse-house, and it was goode.

1 comment:

King Kessler said...

Yes this is so awesome!