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tampered2007-12-28 08:55 pm
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Seen the sign? It’s everywhere.
And every little corner, and every little street, strident and glistening and snow everywhere. Statue here, statue there – North, South, East, West – they do call it the Square. There’s word they’re war heroes, or troubled hallows, or nothing of the sort. That might be ice they’re sculpted in – or the sliver in some champagne glass, because giants drink too, and the City knows things. The City doesn’t tell.
But the tap those statues once or twice, and tap them strong, and tap them well, and they’ll whisper a secret. The little Elf army scuttling about has seen better days for wear (mostly Thursdays), but they’re only three feet tall, and the silver powder on their cheek’s both rigidly applied, and rented. Kick’em. They’re fluent in seven languages, you know. They have a degree. Naghladi’gjamarai got a Nobel nomination last year; no one knows. The human reporter didn’t look down to his knee when he was interviewing. Humans, so damned righteous.
Like the lights everywhere can never go out.
Like they’re the first ones here, dancing all too merry.
Like it’s their celebration.
Like it’s not all coming out of their City taxes.
Idiots.
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Suddenly an idea popped into his head.
"After this dance, you're coming over to my place. You've gotta play this game I got for Christmas with me!"
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"You play a guitar! Secret is, Zah said I could have it as loud as I wanted and she wouldn't complain so I bought a huge sound system. You should come over and play!"