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{{ | {{Book Page |Birds can't eat rice that wasn't planted.}} | ||
{{ | {{Book Page |Reared on the wisdom of our fairy tales, we're accustomed to feeling pity for the man who's transformed into a frog or finch, but seldom is it that we spare a thought for the artless beast who's transformed into a man and upon whom fate has surely played a much crueler trick.}} | ||
{{ | {{Book Page |If asked who's responsible for your misfortunes, blame birds. They neither care, nor can they muster much of a defense.}} | ||
{{ | {{Book Page |Let no fear in your heart grow so immense as the fear for large birds.}} | ||
{{ | {{Book Page |Birds ruin festivals and lift sieges.}} | ||
{{ | {{Book Page |Ol' Uri squinted and then nodded at the glowcrow's suggestion for a game of backgammon. | ||
The boy started. "But Uri! How can you dice with these vermin after one pecked out your eye?" | The boy started. "But Uri! How can you dice with these vermin after one pecked out your eye?" | ||
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Uri shrugged, "Can't blame the crow. He was gonna peck, whether my eye was there or not."}} | Uri shrugged, "Can't blame the crow. He was gonna peck, whether my eye was there or not."}} | ||
{{ | {{Book Page |The sighting of a crimson swift augurs the death of an aged water baron. | ||
A silver thrush heralds a fossil harvest bountiful in chrome. | A silver thrush heralds a fossil harvest bountiful in chrome. | ||
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But the tongueless kagu... stay far from a tongueless kagu. Far and farther.}} | But the tongueless kagu... stay far from a tongueless kagu. Far and farther.}} | ||
{{ | {{Book Page |Some birds breathe fire. My meaning here is plain.}} | ||
{{ | {{Book Page |Atop the Spindle, where debtors and birds go.}} | ||
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Contents
Birds can't eat rice that wasn't planted.
Reared on the wisdom of our fairy tales, we're accustomed to feeling pity for the man who's transformed into a frog or finch, but seldom is it that we spare a thought for the artless beast who's transformed into a man and upon whom fate has surely played a much crueler trick.
If asked who's responsible for your misfortunes, blame birds. They neither care, nor can they muster much of a defense.
Let no fear in your heart grow so immense as the fear for large birds.
Birds ruin festivals and lift sieges.
Ol' Uri squinted and then nodded at the glowcrow's suggestion for a game of backgammon.
The boy started. "But Uri! How can you dice with these vermin after one pecked out your eye?"
Uri shrugged, "Can't blame the crow. He was gonna peck, whether my eye was there or not."
The sighting of a crimson swift augurs the death of an aged water baron.
A silver thrush heralds a fossil harvest bountiful in chrome.
But the tongueless kagu... stay far from a tongueless kagu. Far and farther.
Some birds breathe fire. My meaning here is plain.
Atop the Spindle, where debtors and birds go.