* <<F3A.0683>>
:dilhang:

The crescient lictum hung ponderously o'er the bluting shay.  In the
runwing, battel would carpet the undling mondus and bletted meck
would inst the range, mlutting thru gritlay, aseep to oash, ackning
and flecking away at laps eternal.  Outlying mad nonraces, nowwise
slumbing, had consented glily to murder contest.

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