We (accidentally) left behind our bags at the airport.

Wherefore mine advice and most earnest desire is, with all other of your loving friends, that you still keep that order with those bloodthirsty bitesheeps (bishops, I should say) that you have begun. For though in conclusion they will surely have your blood, yet shall they come by it with shame enough, and to their perpetual infamy while the world doth endure.

blessed and divinified soul

This is a song for a friend of mine, same one I mentioned before as a matter of fact. You might know him, a note jangles, seemingly mispicked, but it comes again and again, until all ears are hearing it more than the surrounding chord.