Again the main.
Man the agains.
That was the song se sang to me upon the eastern shores. This was not what I was used to, having spoken a revived form of Latin since being able to articulate words. Anglic, the language of many, feeling like a lesser human being for not understanding it.
Oh the humanity, writing as I am, why did I not speak Anglic? I grabbed a phrasebook but fell asleep after the first chapter. Goddamnit why was learning to communicate so fucking hard? Oh the humanity!