well, i would have taken the horse but the galloping made me feel sick and took me farther than heaven so i took mary, instead. he heard a voice through the wall, in the pipes, and it spoke about killing and i'm tracking you. sorry it made you feel ill. i stare all the time and i know your movements. people say they want that kind of devotion but they lie. i have tried, and i've been dropped after the second day. i wish i had some other way besides turning small and moving through your clothes to burrow in the pocket. this world has little magic in it. a good spell changes that, gets you large or small to see a new perspective. with love people squeeze so tight they force breath out of the other one. with their own version of devotion, people die a little.
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