by the whisper of the wind and the light of the moon, let us embark on a journey where clowns, those jesters shrouded in mystery, become the heralds of joy. in an order ancient and preconsultative, they deflect the sorrows of the world, inviting us to begin from the start, to view life through a prism of laughter and light. their art, woven from the fabric of the unseen, reminds us that beneath the shrouded veil of existence, joy is an eternal companion, waiting to be rediscovered.