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Outside, by the lake, there's a Rock God.
He's not doing anything of much consequence, really. Just throwing chunks of meat into the water, watching tentacles of his squid friends come to pluck the hunks of beef from the thin ice. It was like feeding the ducks, only more brutal.
Toki is botherable.
He's not doing anything of much consequence, really. Just throwing chunks of meat into the water, watching tentacles of his squid friends come to pluck the hunks of beef from the thin ice. It was like feeding the ducks, only more brutal.
Toki is botherable.
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In truth, I preferred the cold.
Slowly, I loosed each limb and entered the Discipline of Calm, not speaking until I was more than halfway through.
"What is the meaning of such a song?"
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There was a shrug, "We writes it sort of half for de fans, halfs for de wolfves." The wolves didn't appreciate it, but the fans were literally maiming each other to get ahead in line as the CDs hit the music stores.
"We makes it up here in de bar, right Skwisgaar?"
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Because here was where they wrote the good songs.
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"You allow them to hunt the people who come to listen to your music?" I asked cautiously. That seemed wrong somehow, though if it was in defence of their lives...
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He shrugged. "De wolves is our friends. I won't tells 'em to stops."
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He shrugged, "But somes of de time peoples is climbs over anyway. Is dildos."
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"But also talented in many surprising things. I thank you again for playing your music for me." I dipped my head and sent a wave down my neck.