Hello! Here we have, a humble hardened headliner, cast both as hunted and heel by the harassments of happenstance. This hooded head, a herald of humility, is a hint of the human heart, now hollow, hidden. However, this holy hero of a historic hassle stands heartened, and has honoured to hew these horrible and hideous hellions holding heresy and housing the highly hurtful and hearty harbingers of happiness’s harm.
The desired harvest is hatred; a hazzard most hostile, without harmony, in the honesty and hope that one day shall hold high the heedful and the heavenly. Honestly, this hodge-podge of histrionics happens most heavy, so let me simply add that it is the height of honour to meet you all, and you may call me Hod.