#18488 - As the enemy troops closed, a sea of humanity, shouting and crying for our deaths, many bearing siege ladders to scale the walls, others carrying muskets or repeating rifles, even a few bearing swords or long knives. One thing I can say about myself is that when I make a complete fool of self in any situation, I do it in dramatic style and flash. More and more my exploration and ministration flowed into a series of letter styles across the alphabet and varying in speed and force; I just wanted now and always to draw every ounce of wonderment and passion I could of Jasmine before anything else happened… Such as the chair sliding out from under me, leaving gravity briefly in command of my destiny until the floor rushed up to smack solidly into my body; the chair rolled with some force backwards, bouncing off the wall and into a nearby cloths rack, which promptly toppled over into another, and a chain reaction commenced across the store…half the racks collapsing or toppling ove