
(12-04-2014, 11:12 AM)Dogberry Wrote: On the seventh day of Starlight,
The Twelve bequeath to me:
Seven Sylvan Sighs
Six Manderville Men
Fiiiiiiive Sultanswoooooooorn,
Four Black Mages,
Three Grindstone rounds,
A two-roll on that sand,
And anoooother painful farm party!
"But in the laugh there was another voice. A clearer laugh, an ironic laugh. A laugh which laughs because it chooses not to weep."
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