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A horrid monster hides from the day, with many legs and many eyes. With silver chains it catches prey. And eats it all before it dies. Yet in every cottage does it stay. And every castle beneath the sky.
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.
In the night a mountain, in the morning a meadow.
They have not flesh, nor feathers, nor scales, nor bone. Yet they have fingers and thumbs of their own.
Mobsters judge the quality of a vehicle by the size of this
When is it bad luck to see a black cat?