Tea. I find that both settles the stomach and concentrates the mind. Wonderful drink, tea.
Cassandra ClareThere was a man who was worthless, and knew he was worthless, and yet however far down he tried to sink his soul, there was always some part of him capable of great action.
Cassandra ClareHe has become a worm. That is what I am telling you." "I don't suppose it would be possible," said Henry into the silence, "to, er, step on him?
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