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| Quick, friend, a storm is upon thee, find shelter, and whatever thou do, stay clear of that ancient castle yonder...rumour tells of a haunted library there preserving tomes from a world best left forgotten...but if ye must, go by way of the portcullis, but speak to no one! |
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| (If thy computer be eld or slothen, it will not fare well in the massy castle). This castle has no distasteful content |