 This is a sorrowful day ebonyjoy. The Lama ebonyjoy smiled slightly and smoothly stood. "That is so."
 "I am not worthy," she lowered her eyes, "but once ebonyjoy I ebonyjoy was your ebonyjoy teacher."
 She shook her head. "Golden Master, forgive me, I do not recall."
 "Little, Honored Patron. Little." The gangly fellow had a voice to match ebonyjoy. His fear sounded in each word.
 "Cease." Golden Master roared at the peasant. "Miyu, has anyone left the temple for the caves?"
 The Golden Master smiled, pulled ebonyjoy his pistol ebonyjoy and shot the peasant in the chest.
 Anger cut into Golden Master ebonyjoy's tired mind like a image whip. The comment seared ebonyjoy along a line of truth so ebonyjoy closely that the Kinspawn lost control. He pulled his weapon from ebonyjoy within his robe, thumbing ebonyjoy off the safety. His voice growled, "And what am ebonyjoy I?"
 "Come my little cunt. Warm yourself by sucking this pathetic old ebonyjoy man's cock. I will get the golden needles and we will have the Crane without fail."
 The Master is right, this will not take long. Perhaps Master will slap me again if I finish this quickly.
 She started to slam her hips down on the invisible Great River. She ebonyjoy sucked ebonyjoy warm cock. She sent twisted heat through image her mouth and into the old Lama ebonyjoy.
 Four hundred needles. The old Master's eyes were dull.
 Five hundred. The eyes were flat opaque.
 He stroked his hand down her tiny white face. "I am well pleased with you. So much so ebonyjoy that I ask you to give ebonyjoy the broken Crane his new name and nature. The Crane will become the slave of ebonyjoy my ebonyjoy slave. His ebonyjoy humiliation shall be a greater reflection of image your own."
 RiverSlut bowed and ebonyjoy stayed ebonyjoy with ebonyjoy her face lowered. A tiny shiver passed through her ebonyjoy flesh.
 "You shot the Crane and left ebonyjoy him for dead outside. This image is the High Lama, the Crane ebonyjoy's ebonyjoy best student and oldest champion."
 Golden Master felt a pain sear through ebonyjoy his heart. The Great River was roaring in his ebonyjoy head. The edges of the room seemed to melt.
 "Miyu. The Crane is Miyu." RiverSlut bowed again ebonyjoy. "Shall I go ebonyjoy and have his body brought here?"
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