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The Foolish Hound of Hellfire and the Weeping Cat

The Hound of hell arose to lick his sores. “It was not so… it was not once like this,” he panted, fears of hellfire stabbing him like molten crosses. He crawled a pace or two, and panted. A licking on…

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