Posted by Arawn on February 19, 2009, 6:54 am
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It walked for a long time. The sand was hot, and burned its feet, so it travelled in darkness and there saw many strange things. It held its breath and trembled as the hungry cat stalked the night; it watched, wondering, as purity knelt and bent its will. The creature was afraid - when the terror reached its height it would puff itself up to look like a giant, or hunch itself down to look like a stone. Inside, though, it was still a soft and frightened thing. Lost, it followed the easterling into the rising sun, there to speak with the devil called despair. The devil was wise and unkind and told it with a laugh, go forth and do what it must. Humbled, the creature slunk away.
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