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A slow, solemn square-dance of warriors feinting. One by one they fall, warriors fainting, thirty-two on sixty-four.
How far will a blind dog walk into a forest?
Twigs and spheres and poles and plates. Join and bind to reason make.
I have a title and many pages I am a genteel of genteel descent I am a killer veteran of war I am a slave to my lord Pledged to his service.
A dragons tooth in a mortals hand, I kill, I maim, I divide the land.
When is it bad luck to see a black cat?