Evening now and the lamps of love are lit in many of the windows of the cylinders of Tharna. The beacon fires are set upon her walls and I can hear the cry of distant guardsmen that all is well in.

Hear me then I crawled out of my little hole and began my journey home. I wasn't sure what I would do once I got there but I'd be safe. I'd think of something. I stayed low moving through the tall Johnson grass along the edge of the field. As farmers we hated Johnson grass but for the first time in my life I was thankful for it. I wanted to hurry to sprint down the middle of the road and get home as fast as possible but I was terrified and my feet were heavy. Fatigue and fear.
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Short and the makings of a humpback but he moved forward toward her with surprising speed and nimbleness. The other two remained rooted. The second also dark probably Spanish was as erect and slender as the blade of steel that was attached to his side. The third man mustachioed perhaps a Turk was easily the biggest human being she had ever ever seen. "A word?" the Sicilian said raising his arms. His smile was more angelic than his face. Buttercup halted. "Speak. " "We are but poor circus performers " the Sicilian explained. "It is dark and we are lost. We were told there was a village nearby that might enjoy our skills. " "You were misinformed " Buttercup told him. "There is no one not for many miles. " "Then there will be no one to hear you scream " the Sicilian said and he jumped with frightening agility toward her face. That was all that Buttercup remembered. Perhaps she did scream but if.
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