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Everyday took an age to go by, which was odd, because days plural went past like a stampede.
It swings with a faint whum-whum noise, gently slicing thin rashers of interval from the bacon of eternity.
Because while wizards don’t believe in gods they know for a fact that gods believe in gods.
“Dead people walking around is unhygienic,”
He said that there was death and taxes, and taxes was worse, because at least death didn’t happen to you every year.
