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Post by Don Schaeffer on Aug 24, 2012 11:08:29 GMT -5
The lawyer-witches watch over the villages. Each an agent delegated by a different god.
(One boy threatens another boasting that his father would beat the other's up)
On behalf of their clients, the witches dance about the courthouse, legal argument for the distant and silent heaven-dwellers who stand by to witness.
Such is justice in noisy paradise, always dangerous from bugs, tigers and war.
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