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And so the deal was struck, no papers signed, no ink,
The watchers called for protection spells:
Ones built on love and trust and luck.
Montay’d practiced widening shift, forms Ferah’d never kenned,
Per Jimman’s skilled direction: games in wild pleasure meant
Montay the fool was well and truly fucked.
Valley of the Trolls 