Flying together on slumber’s winged horse, let
us visit the drowzy and dream-bedrenched seaboard towne of New Lynsmouth,
soaring over its beetling spires, spiraling chimneys, clambering cottages,
lurching gambrels, juddering porticoes, nettled by-ways and shadowy arches of a
foggy night, long ago, as lanthorns shimmered and fog-horns honked in
earnest. As we fly together, over the
slated, tiled and thatched roofs of the nocturnal port, why don’t we take the
opportunity to catch up on the activities of one of it’s most prominent scholars,
sinologists and proto-orniphopterists, why, none other than the aforementioned
Mr Elias Gillpington Esquire, &c.&c..
Thyngs have not stood still for
our protagonist during our absence from the seaboard of West Kirnowe, for even
now comes a shadow- and murmurs and whispers fill the air.
The Jimi Hendrix Experience – 51st
Anniversary
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