And one Attalus in Seneca saith, the remembrance of our last friends is as pleasing to us, as bitternesse in wine that is over old[…].
a hearty man
To her horror, she discovered that the rope she was holding was not a rope at all, but a tail. And attached to the tail was a large river rat that scrambled frantically in midair, thrashing to get away.
It got all fuckered up over the course of the last 3 or 4 expansions.
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