A Diatribe

The long hours of the nether watch are drawing heavily upon the city and many alarums have disturbed the beetle market. The Scrivener’s Guild has ruptured with the Guild of Scribers and frequent brawls have occurred over unclaimed frescoes. I have taken to my attic to avoid any such misery and have annotated three floorboards with a polemical diatribe. I intend to - but wait, is that the Call of The Aardvark? I must hie from hence to question my postillion.