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The eight of us move forth and back. To protect our king from the foes attack.
I grow where no flower grows, where no light touches the walls, up or down, that I don't care, was here before people were.
Of these things - I have two. One for me - and one for you. And when you ask about the price, I simply smile and nod twice.
They're up near the sky, on something very tall. Sometimes they die, only then do they fall.
What is red and nailed to a wall?
When is it bad luck to see a black cat?