When I first came here, this was all swamp. Everyone said I was daft to build a castle on a swamp, but I built in all the same, just to show them. It sank into the swamp. So I built a second one. That sank into the swamp. So I built a third. That burned down, fell over, then sank into the swamp. But the fourth one stayed up. And that’s what you’re going to get, Lad, the strongest castle in these islands.
Pois é…
“;O)
Lindo!
Não sei se deva lamentar a caturrice levada ao extremo, ou admirar a preseverança. Pelo menos a obsessão dele não era uma baleia, embora o pântano também não seja própriamente um lugar de alegres e singelas brincadeiras.
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