And all was black and still, and black and cold, and black and dead, and black.
You make us look bad', complained Toad.'You looked bad before I ever met you', Jon told him.
I know I want you, he heard himself say, all his vows and his honor all forgotten.
The pale pink light of dawn sparkled on branch and leaf and stone. Every blade of grass was carved from emerald, every drip of water turned to diamond. Flowers and mushrooms alike wore coats of glass....
Il meta-lupo non aveva risposte. Leccò il viso di Jon con la sua linguaumida e ruvida come una raspa. Gli occhi di Spettro intercettarono gli ultimiraggi del sole, scintillando come due enormi stelle...
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