Daylight hours are still so scarce that once it gets past 5 o’clock, every lampost counts. Bwog mourns the death of this brave Furnald warrior.
We have only our instincts. This we call the delivery of events, a fragile striking, unexpected, a poison, more a poison, the blade and the poison, and the sound of keys. There is no possibility of downfall.
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