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... y, I lied about the whole point of this little exposition in this magnificent, murderous frozen landscape…"
"No, don’t say anything, I am not deserving of your pardon, I-"
A gurgly, rupturing roar washed over Quideos, blasting his long robes and hair back as suspiciously coloured, mud-like saliva struck him on his forehead, he had a perfect view down the oesophagus and of the scenery behind since it was full of hole and tears.
"Oh please, can’t you see that I am giving a ...
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