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And so the man sat, vexed by the thoughts of knowing this feeling of love. As time would reveal, he knew nothing.

Long Pig noun A translation of a term formerly used in some Pacific Islands for human flesh as food.

These words were spoken to me in a dream.

In the darkness of melancholy and hate, you are the flame that keeps the void at bay.

The Calm. A season of blistering heat's past. And a harbinger of the frozen lands to come.

Come one, come all, step under the big top. See the broken soul, Crow! Watch the knife to his heart drop!

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