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Keeping the monsters
From afar the noise was nusence, a distraction from the sensible day they were all having, causing a glance up from the sensible choice of which canape to take next. A glance up that showed a frightful sight: the boat of monsters sailing along the seas, their wailing voices like banchees, like sirens, like nymphs trying to turn the head of the piolet, trying to distract from the path that is set, the path that is foretold. Oh how hard it is to be keep all the monsters at bay.
