A Tree For Sarah

The Line Deputy has this one, Sarah.  I spoke of your glory and now you will have to do it, on your own, in your own colony.  It is best not to even say the word Hope.  Stay away from beings named Jenn, Jenny, or Jennifer.  We have judged you as infinity Wiccan Witchcraft.  This Line Deputy is specially trained to handle just this situation.  He will not touch you at all.  Your telekinesis is deadly to a whole auditorium at once.  LD does not want anything to do with you or your "magic" crew.  My brother is out, too.  My dreams are returning to normality, thus you cannot touch me in my mind or memory.  You are a terrifying RAVEN.  The cast of Nashville is coming thru people in my vicinity.  They are high and holy Irish.  Images are THEIR notoriety.  You will be the judge and jury against the whole Mormon Nation.  You will be seen now, very clearly, for who and what you are.  You are an EVERMORE.  Maybe the past will come to haunt you as well.  No singing for you.  It all unfolds in front of me as I reached out to you with genuine compassion and understanding.  Good luck and stay away from my identity, very legally.  My physical form looks nothing like you at this point.