'The Peasants are revolting, Sire, they're not so far away'
'What of the bloody Pheasants, man, whose Pheasants did you say? '
'I said that it was PEASANTS, Sire, they're not too far away'
'Well tell them I can't see them now, my tailor's on his way.'
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Your archaic way of writing has something mystic and modern at the same time. we are all peasanta once in our life. In this peculiar period of our history, people sauvage instinct is coming out from inside and revolution is spread in our mind. I believe we could change things positively with the power of our thought. thank you Owain. ilaria