@tyrnannoght : Neubyrth, 21 in the Year of Standing Ground

If the number of -isms, dates and wise words of dead people per second exceeds
the number of words per sentence used to actually express opinion
You are faced with a mutant parrot disguised as a sapient, call the X-men,
it will try to engulf you in a cloud of smug and abduct you to the planet Narcis
from whence it came

_{the dark Catling}

Today is Neubyrth, 21 in the Year of Standing Ground

_{_{_{Weather: Conditions: 20 F (-7 C) - Overcast Wind: From the SSE at 7 MPH Humidity: 85%
Pressure: 29.94 in (1014 mb) Location: Dudinka (RS) Altitude: 223 m
Time: December 9, 2:30 AM MSK Observation Time: December 9, 12:00 AM MSK}}}

daterelated - something something since this is not rumours

You open your eyes, last thing you remember the mäelstrom ...

You look around.

You find yourself on the seashore, surrounded by tall mountain-range. Nearby you see a freshly dug-up grave. It almost looks like something clawed its way out, your hands are covered with wet, dirty sand. A strong wind blows loudly. You can't make out whats over the dunes and hills nearby but you see a small hut and a pier in the distance. It looks like someone's standing on it.
You're wearing nothing but a burial gown, covered in dirt and sand, can't remember anything but sinking into the dark, deep water, dragged down, drowning, the end ...