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THE EARL OF CONTINQUEST
Agriculture failed everyone. The soil was poor. People were hungry, and naturally rebelled against the government because of the agony and vexation. The place was CONTINQUEST. What was wrong. "The Black Wind". The Nope Golden replied to EARL Luke of Fairdom, also known as the EARL of CONTINQUEST. "The solution would be to mix everything with the Mix More Water in the abstract, then wait", he added. "But why, Sir" he asked. "Because of the casteth wind which effect lasts stronger and looks longer, and which produces the black Wind. No one is bad in himself. There is a place where we always meet, senior cousins", was his reply. "Everything scientific idea will surely fail. We fix things in the realm. No much ado. Go find out!" he added. The Turtle Metre was brought, and it read the lowest ebb. It wasn't time to cry. It wasn't periwinkles. It was time to dig in one's heels and titilize it out. When the enement observer looked again, he saw a smear across the red titular lip. "Blood had been shed in the invisible, and it doesn't matter whose hand did it. We better just find out." "Nerve brother", the EARL shook him in surprise. "Asisabat. He did it all." That twentieth August Asisabat was killed, and all the Wormcaires. Since then Wormcaires were never let into that realm. The problem was solved. "I look from a distance like I don't look" was AAu
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THE EARL OF CONTINQUEST
THE EARL OF CONTINQUEST
