“Beneath a dimming sun great cities moulder and decay
in brooding nights and glooming on of melancholy days
in the manses of the mages great magics still hold sway
and those who dwell within are wont to say”
- The Sword, “Dying Earth”
Smawty sez “dese wands once was fuww of gweat two-hoovsies munstas who gabe fwuffies biggest happies and biggest huwties” n dat “nofwuffy cud ebah unnastan why.”
Smawty sez “hide fwom the two-hoovsies when dey com nao” and dat de “owd twohoof pwacies am ba fo fwuffy.”
Fwuffy am nu mad a smawty, but fwuffy am spwowin fwuffy. Fwuffy am sneaky fwuffy. Fwuffy seen two-hoovsies gib big mufwubbas foweba sweepies wit munsta magic, but if two hoovsies no see fwuffy, two hoovsies nu gib wowstest huwties.
Fwuffy gonna see ow two hoovsie pwace an teww ebeyone wat it am weawwy wike.