With July properly underway (past the inaugural days but not yet having reached the ides), one Wordle Friend is stopped in his tracks when the ghost of a long-dead tyrant rears his ugly countenance to enact his wretched curse.
The Wordle Friends prove that the most useless possession in life is ambition.
When one Wordle Friend alters their opening strategy to avoid stagnation, the other Wordle Friend must peer through the nebulose mist of his own...
As they enter the home stretch of the Spectacular September Season, the Wordle Freinds must stiffen their upper lips and face their post-vacation blues.