As the earthly realm awakens from its wintry slumber, My herald is beckoned to Lanalou’s, where a sumptuous array of offerings awaits Me, heralding the onset of a new season.
With the burgeoning warmth caressing his form, sparing him from the icy grip of winter’s chill, My herald eagerly anticipates tonight’s offerings. Refreshed from a week of lethargy, he stands ready to partake in the festivities with renewed vigor.
The offerings laid before Me tonight are thus:
- PHUTURE MEMORIES
- AVERSIONS
- LONELY FUNERAL
- SILENT SPRING
Despite My herald’s irksome obligations that persist unabated, he shall endeavor to partake in the revelry, albeit tardily. Nonetheless, let it be known that SILENT SPRING stands as the sole newcomer amidst a roster of seasoned offerings.
The other three have dutifully fulfilled their roles, sating My hunger with the frenetic energy unleashed upon the dance floor by mortals in their ecstatic abandon.
I demand nothing short of unwavering dedication tonight. Therefore, let it be known to all who dare to present themselves before Me: do your duty, Lanalous. Ignite the fervor within My herald and MAKE HIM MOVE!