LEDSOUL STUDIO

In the distance a lone Saxon, beit Nimloth, veiws daft Ledsoul as he tries so invain to rebuild his website, strugling against time itself.

Nimloth:
Rescue, my Lord of Calvary, rescue, rescue!
The atrisan enacts more wonders than a man,
Daring an opposite to every danger:
His website is slain, and all on foot he fights,
Seeking for a method in the throat of death.
Rescue, fair lord, or else the day is lost!

Ledsoul:
An hour! an hour! my kingdom for an hour!

Nimloth:
Withdraw, my lord; I’ll help you to a website!

For whence we shall say it, the story beit less dramatic doth portray a valiant individual Monsieur LP Papillon, Nimloth, who recons himself a man of great skill and yet gives his time to Ledsoul in his struggle to hold an online portfolio.

This Ode be to you my friend.
Now if only I had more time to spare to add more…