Dearest Readers,

I am sorry to say I will not be putting up any art or writings onto the infernal intertubes for a while. I am going away from the world of man for a long time, and I don't know if I will ever return.
My long trip can only have two possible outcomes:

1. I become a fierce, animalistic man of the wilderness, one of the first steps on man's descent into the realm of the Morlocks.

2. I will die.

I hope that no one will be too worried about the second scenario, as it would be illogical for anyone except myself to be worried about my own death. (this is because I contribute nothing to society and am incapable of love)

If I do cheat death and am able to return to the land of the civilized Eloi, it is unclear if I will ever be able to function in society ever again. Like Amala and Kamala, -and indeed, Kaspar Hauser- I may find great difficulty re-learning human languages and simple contrivances such as chop sticks.
However, again drawing comparisons to the mysterious Kaspar Hauser, I will be the rightful claimant to a large sum of money. Unlike Hauser, however, my money shall be rightfully earned, rather than unrightfully felt entitled to oneself due to the outdated and mildly racist notion of "Royal Blood."

And so I hope that in my absence I shall not be forgotten. It is also my hope that the people who know me now do not replace me with a pale imitator. Be forewarned: Upon my return, I, like the mighty Phoenix, shall rise from the ashes more wonderful and fearsome than ever before.

And so I say goodbye, feeble Eloi. I would kiss you, did I not think such things were below me.

-Liam