Lost Creek Hollow look at me, i am old but i am happy

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there's an expression sionnach had fatedly yet to be introduced to up until that moment: it goes along the lines of, "in a world of pain". never, until that very moment, had the expression been so painfully poignant.

she was too busy dirtying herself rolling in the dirt to notice gannet; her pelt was shoddy and dusty, her face streaming hot with tears -- worst of all, she wore a literal mask quills. it was a bizarre, grotesque facade worse than any masque of the red death.

she did not quit as gannet came to her; his whine went unaddressed, mostly because there were mo-frickin' hundreds of quills digging into sionnach's angelic, undeserving face -- that and, she was so busy screaming in horror that she could scarcely be still.