No fearless man shall tell you this: I have acquired the jewels to the throne. The glorious undeserver plucked an eye from the orangutan that lay. It stood. It lay not. It was the fearsome double serpent that warred the seas and the skies in the nothingness that its life became. I saw it look for hours and dig the deepest hole that we have ever seen. The walls were themed, the roof was strong, the subsequent heirlooms were decided: we would have it all.
I stole the jewels to the throne. I jumped into the air and the momentum took me there. Collars and crowns in hand, I fell and run. Nobody will be able to tell the route I chose, for I was hidden in the woods that serpented their way into an eye. Don't wonder anymore. No giants followed. The cans fell to the ground and I picked them up. Goodbye, heavens, lords of the Olympian Odyssey.
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