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ย ย ย ย ย it was hisย CHARGE.ย vassal of carrion, man of rot and ruin. it was highly unpleasant to preen the feathers that decorated each inch of his body. better would be soft furs, and there was perhaps some envy for the magicianโs coat, for it was tiresome, and he had grownย negligentย of the practice. petty matters. little of importance, when there was more to be done ;ย gone was smooth skin and soft hair, traded for a seat in the swamp of thorns, and a hand uponย FATE.
ย ย ย ย ย โ โ not all of us have such luxury, โย he speaks softly, beaked jaw rotating in slight movement. turned from him, as beady eye stares upon the magician.ย โ i would take no trade. i know myย PLACE.ย unlike others, i am satisfied to remain... โ
ย ย ย ย ย oh, but there was noย placeย for satisfaction in the hanged manโs heart.
