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[knaveswitness]

That's what happens when you invite sand to a party, I imagine. It never did make a good house guest, you can't expect it to behave just because the party is outdoors.

Tsk, tsk.

[What, even a blind man can't miss a blaze that size.]

I suppose that brings us to the more important question of who invited Master Sand to the party in the first place.

He's been lurking an awful long time now, at this point, and I'm getting a feeling he won't be vanishing as our curses do.

It's been quite overdue, curse-wise, we all agree that much without saying. Let's not consider it a curse.

[He holds up a plate covered in sand.]

And let's hop to it, hmm? Things have just gotten serious.

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[a_parting_word]

All right. What's angered you?

[knaveswitness]

I'm assuming you mean besides this sand and the general inedible nature of my food.

[a_parting_word]

Besides that.

[knaveswitness]

Nothing.

[a_parting_word]

I don't believe a word out of your mouth.

[knaveswitness]

You used to- ah, I long for the days you were a naive little crybaby.

It feels like just yesterday.

[a_parting_word]

I should have realized time passes differently for the very elderly.

[knaveswitness]

It positively flies.

.................why are you not sleeping

[a_parting_word]

There's a catch somewhere, isn't there. The moment I take pity enough to tell you that you're not showing your age...

I was trying to clear my break tags on the way there!!!

[knaveswitness]

I'll swoop in and rob you for every penny?

Force you to do slave labor- investigative labor?

GET OUT.

[a_parting_word]

...what if your bad hips break while you swoop? Shall I have to make arrangements for these sort of things from now on?