He marched into the growl with the damned hound on his heel. A long time coming was his anger and all the better brewed his fury, which he released sans stipulation upon the rotten bastards who took his own things away from him.
Thusly he attempted to kick them back into the black damed up holes of their coming. Thusly he went in after them, stalwart, sun tanned and filthy like a fallen god.
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