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#jentacular
It was unusual for Sir Clifford to go for a post-jentacular nap, but then it was unusual for him to have poison-laced sausages. Butler Briggs looked forward to wearing his clothes, but was a little concerned at how he'd manage to roll him in that dreadful Persian rug.
#joik
The bluster dropped. Somewhere on the mountain, a mesmerising voice. Her reedy joik held onto the white mane of the wind, rode towards me and reared, and I followed it back through the mist.
It was such a relief to see the fire.
Such dismay to see the blackened skulls.
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