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And, lo, the water fowl waddled in the opposite direction.
Until the sun set and rose again in the east, then did the water fowl in deed return.
Subsequently he retreated, swaying from side to side,
swaying from side to side
swaying from side to sideuntil the coming of the new dawn
And the lemon juice merchant furiously replied that he will glue him with dishoner to the next oak tree, if the water fowl beast ever tcomes back and ask him for more grapes!
Okay, who taught Nightblood to read?
An epic tale like no other
