Shireroth

Minister Osmose, you have my full confidence and thanks after your many helpful additions to the webpage and your work on the Wiki. When you have the time, it would be excellent if some of the older pages were updated, especially the citizens page.Minister Joseph, you are doing an excellent job as Minister of the Interior and keep your job. As soon as possible, however, I want you to give all active forums a graphic next to them, and the graphics to be aligned properly. With the emigration of our previous Minister of the Exterior, I hereby appoint Eoin of Kildare to the job. I will talk to you further about your orders later.Minister James, you of course keep your hard-won Minister of Immigration position, and I look forward to seeing what you do with it.I am taking personal control of Research (with the loss of Ari), Trade, and Military. Bill, that means you're fired. Sorry. If you can think of another position you want that I will let you have, don't hesitate to recommend it.

My thanks, my liege. No doubt I'll be able to talk to you upon my return from work. Wil Nider to the HyperboreansEoin to the restZirandorthel to the ages

excellent! There are no flowers, no not this time. There will be no angels gracing the lines, just these stark words I find.

Thank you, my Kaiser.Concerning tourism: I will bring to you what I have before finalizing anything. And who would have thought that my fate, it would conjure this twist in the road on which I have wandered?Each vision and dream now completely dismembered, to give one's whole life and find nothing's remembered...And what good is a life that leaves nothing behind? Not a thought or a dream that might echo in time

To whom it may concern: We need a new census report... There are no flowers, no not this time. There will be no angels gracing the lines, just these stark words I find.

Oooooooooooooh yeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaah. And who would have thought that my fate, it would conjure this twist in the road on which I have wandered?Each vision and dream now completely dismembered, to give one's whole life and find nothing's remembered...And what good is a life that leaves nothing behind? Not a thought or a dream that might echo in time

*nod nod* There are no flowers, no not this time. There will be no angels gracing the lines, just these stark words I find.