The azure sun was shining brightly as ever that morning.
A bug (yes, a bug, haven't you ever heard about the amount of bugs that PS has?) was having sunbath on top of a paper sticked to a tree. The paper announced the wedding between Delsabor and Kaelith. But the bug didn't know that; not because it could not read, it was a travelled bug, it was mainly because when a bug is on a paper, usually it has its paws on it. They haven't yet been able to sense the ink as good as to be able to read with them. This one was, as stated already, having sunbath, and keeping eyes closed; but even in that state, one can feel if the light around decreases, and that's what it felt. "Seems it's getting cloudy" - it thought. This was his last thought. Such a stupid last thing to do in ones life, wonder about the weather.
The hand that attached the paper (reason of the "clouding") at one side of the marriage advertize, retired as his owner heard a little crack. Amazingly, the paper stood there, sticked by nature forces, or desires the man thought. He shrugged, seeing that indeed that little paper destiny was to be next to that wedding advertizment, and he had more papers to stick around.
He decided to look at his work before going away, the paper read:
"The Beggars Guild proudly offers its uninvitation service to the ones about to marry.
May the azure sun enlighten your path, as well as ours.
The B.G"
"At least ours will be enlighted a bit sooner, once the deal is done" - thought the man as he chuckled to himself, picked his things and went away as progressively a sticky greeny stain formed right in the middle of the newly attached paper.
Edit: Felt to the semicolon pressure.
