F E L I X
"Felix...Mendelson (sp?). The choir breathes. The Chamber sings. The heavy tale ... one of resistance to the Luftwaffe. Morgan dawns. We sing. Divine. Heavenly choir above."
Why do you sing?
"He cries. He makes Luftwaffe. He brings sorrow. Happiness resides in the making of rounds for courage. A Fulga(sp?) (Volga?-ed.) Imprisons me. Quietly meet... street. Luftwaffe ahead of us. Bring it down nightly a little bit. Strings attached to poles. I was acquired. Mendelson(sp?) quiet. Restricts diet... hands. We must submit...
We took two of them. Underneath. If it be January... Desdemona warrants..."
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DISCLAIMER: These are not my words but those of
the spirits themselves. If you do not agree
with their version...talk to them...
I am just the messenger!
Also, sometimes I hear and see and, at
other times, only hear...and so, I do the
best I can with spelling of names and places...
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