TBFGK 44
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| Parson is seen from above as he sits slumped forward onto a table in the library, apparently asleep. Bogroll sits on the floor nearby. | [edit] |
HOW can I then return in happy plight, | [edit] |
| Wanda lies asleep in her bed, one hand cradling a pink-horned skull to her face. | [edit] |
And each, though enemies to either's reign, | [edit] |
| A large group of dwagons nestle among the trees, while more fly above them in the night sky. | [edit] |
The one by toil, the other to complain | [edit] |
| Ansom sits outside one of his tents taking the night air, dressed in fairly casual red clothes, a pipe in his hand. Behind him is a propped-up coffin with a red circle containing a black stylized bat (vaguely resembling the Bacardi logo) on the front | [edit] |
I tell the day, to please him thou art bright, | [edit] |
| A panoramic night scene showing a heavily crowded road, dotted with specks of light, stretching off toward distant mountains. | [edit] |
So flatter I the swart-complexion'd night, | [edit] |
| Jillian sits alone in a clearing before a small campfire, wearing her top hat and wrapping a blanket around herself. Above the trees, two Archons, three gwiffons, and a few other flying units are visible in the night sky. | [edit] |
But day doth daily draw my sorrows longer, | [edit] |
| A closeup view of Parson's face. His head is lying on its side, his eyes are barely open, and he is drooling. | [edit] |
| Parson Gotti: 'spoitable mechanic... | [edit] |
| Bogroll's eyebrow is raised in apparent startlement. | [edit] |
| Bogroll: My Lord? | [edit] |
| Parson is sitting up with his fist on the table and a determined look on his face. | [edit] |
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Parson Gotti: The little battle. We can salvage this. | [edit] |
