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Patricidal Legume
Nov. 17th, 2007 06:33 pmWhen we heard the news that giant wolves had come down from the highlands -- that they could disappear into darkness, that they could hold us hypnotised with their eyes, that they could track us by our fear, that lead and steel and fire meant nothing to them -- we stepped into action immediately.
We bought crisp white shirts, collarless, stiff with starch. We bought top hats and silver-tipped canes and monocles. We made an appointment for this afternoon with a tailor and we all went in at once, and each of us in turn had our coats fitted perfectly. And now we'll spend the evening in a local finishing school.
If we are marked to die, by Jove we will die like gentlemen.
We bought crisp white shirts, collarless, stiff with starch. We bought top hats and silver-tipped canes and monocles. We made an appointment for this afternoon with a tailor and we all went in at once, and each of us in turn had our coats fitted perfectly. And now we'll spend the evening in a local finishing school.
If we are marked to die, by Jove we will die like gentlemen.
