And may God be merciful, because these twisted men will not.
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Peter stood, cleared his throat, and began to hum softly, then sing, slowly building up the song as his voice cleared. He found the old tune, the song of the Sunbird. And as he sung, as his rich voice echoed off the tall cliffs, the birds and the faeries lent him their voice and soon the tune drifted throughtout the garden.
BromWhen Peter sets his mind to a thing," Tanngnost thought, "far be it from reason to stop him.
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And Peter laughed, and when he did, all the Devils grinned, because Peter's laugh was a most contagious thing.
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Peter," she whispered and reached out, touching his cheek. "My little Peterbird? You flew back to me.
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If you don't learn to laugh at life it'll surely kill you, that I know.
BromHad not enough gone wrong?
BromPeter's face clouded. "Everything comes at a price. Or have you not learned that yet?
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There is always something left to lose.
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Children like yourselves are full of magic, but the men have turned, they've lost their magic to the fear and hatred they harbor for all that they can't explain, control, or understand.
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