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God Send Everyone Their Heart's Desire!

Cursed Be He That Moves My Bones.

I Would Challenge You To A Battle Of Wits, But I See You Are Unarmed!

And Where Two Raging Fires Meet Together, They Do Consume The Thing That Feeds Their Fury.

Set Honour In One Eye And Death I' The Other, And I Will Look On Both Indifferently.