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stand, " Larso

orth, " the t

, gazing into the black hole of the tree's gaping mouth. Just as the anguish of falling assaulted the boy

evil wizard's cave armed with his magical sword, Hodgeburn, a sword given to him by Mael, God of Valor. At that point, one of the children inter

sk Mr. Bright about that. He says his bow is blessed by Ge

had also joined the hunting party, and a magick bow was indeed intriguing, but Larson wondered w

" Larson w

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sked while wiping hi

chael, " Mrs. Gr

nd turned beet red. All the

a cloth, "

to Leon's Triumph a

looks like a mean, old m

r head and pretended to go to sleep. Larson arched a brow, looked at Michael, and they started

Mrs. Graham chastised. "What's

he other boys and girls agreed and provided their rendition. Mr. T

he sq

about a tree?

ys his name is Rollesforth, " Larson barked. Mr. Th

He looked at Mrs. Graham.

a reaper, " That

vest the dead?" an

d o' reaper, " Thatcher argued. "Th

with kids then,

r hands, " Thatcher fired back. "The children been dream

e children. Someone else then corrected Thatcher and said that it was not a reaper, but a treant. Then,

an expert?" Th

cs or ogres, " an o

" another

have like the children they were supposed to be supervising. Eventually, they quieted down, and Mrs. Graham was able to finish Le

of them drifted off to sleep. It was almost morning by then. The candles had all nearly snuffed out. The

s, and other ceremonies, everyone gathered for good food, music, and dancing. Larson got up and shoved past everyone. He found Largo outside, chatting with a young woman. She was a th