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The elf with the beads is bad. He is not of use. He is bad. He was to sing the second song. He would sing it if I sang a good song. I did. I sang a good song and he did not sing the second song.

He said Mornherald would die. He said Mornherald would be hurt and die. The elf is bad.

I hit him. He is Llevelys's elf. Llevelys is senior. I am bad.

I would kill him if he were not Llevelys's and not of the Horde.

Mornherald will not die. He is strong. If he is hurt, we will feed our blades. He will not die.

((Haken sang the wonderful Great big Sea's Boston and St. John's. Lyrics, but even better: the song itself. I uploaded the CD version, because it's so much better than the live versions that are around on the net.))

The living are bad. The useful elf with the beads knew two songs. He would not sing the second. I would learn both. The first was a good song about a fish. Fish are useful. I catch them every day for the village and for Dog and Little Dog. Dragon eats fish, but Hip does not.

The elf was bad, but he belongs to a senior knight. If he were my elf, I would make him obey and sing both songs.

The living are stupid. He said he would not teach me the second song unless I knew the words for the first. I learned them all. I sang the fish song. He said words have souls. The living do not make sense. Words do not have souls. Words are words.

((Song from the scene: Big-Eyed Fish, by DMB.

Also, I forgot to post this one here, so it's later on DW than it was on LJ. Sorry!))