language is a liquid, not a solid

Watching over the span of eternity is boring. Klaus, a chronic knee-bouncer, doesn't like it. He likes when clocks are regular, and

cycles

are perpetrated more than just perpetuated.

Wilhelm, however, doesn't seem to mind. He finds his own ways to make the endlessness bearable. He

spins

new phrases, turns adverbs into nouns and back again, shoves roots from fifteen different ancient languages together, and it makes Klaus twitch, the way he adds new suffixes like they're free candy, but after all, who's listening?

Klaus is. What Ville's saying...makes sense.

So eventually he comes around to thinking that perhaps the meanings of words

and people

might be allowed to

.change