The letters to the court. this on the toysautomata.
The letters to the automata
Imagine thus
A salon
done in the Louvie XVI
Chambers — a dozen actors
Six done white the body suit they attend
The costumes are a court
A toymaker — the automata maker
The court sees and reads reports of his mechanic mach mashinistic toys
She hid her subtle nature
The court appointed to technology forces to
The court holds the machinists the toy maker
To the table
Forces him to look
The ones in white preform a toy routine similar to that of the automata presented to the court moments ago
The toy maker made his case — opened his case
And the automata made their way out brown leather
As
We give you bad books to keep you dumb
Its part of your part
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So the court technology
He comes in like a hawk announces his presence
They are in the room below
The bird the and the other automats wander still
Calm down
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Focus on the plot
The door opens
She looms
The floor opens up to her
The under currents of the White Alborato
The Alborato stirs its Whales are wailing
The plot Of the court technologist and the Automata Maker
He held his head down
Exclaimed he these
All the technology we need are these as he holds his head down now with the embelished silverwork pistol
Your toys cannot help the king, these can.
Blowing out the candle wax punk. The phosphorus spindled sparks reigned down his face. From the table
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The men in white retreated to aa line on the wall of the palace. Their play acting the motion of the automata complete. The presiding royal toy maker agahst made room.
The Automata maker walked away and his plea to the court overturned.
The Alboroto gave the automatons their operations
The court technologist took his seat and finished two’ve the toymakers aubergdough animal lips pie.
