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God
God
God
As I
put my hammer down to wipe my brow, I hear a clang so loud my body quivers at it, but I am unharmed
and through it I hear a booming voice,
“But, Lord Xestus, how will I find this land you speak of, for I know not of the Gods you speak of,
and what shall I do about my smithy, for I have a life back home.”
At this Xestus only laughed, a great bellowing laugh that boomed though the hall. As he finished
the jolly on his face turned to great seriousness, he turned back to the silver rod he was hammering,