The most un-pheasant son a mother-plucker seen on the range, I am sure. Sigh. Odd, sometimes, the grandest delusions do not involve being loved, but being feared; not being wise, but being dangerous; winning obeisance and trembling instead of sturdy friendship amongst free equals. One wonders why that is.

So does Two, and Eleven.

Seven is watcing Sesame Street, so he doesn't care.



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