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the other bore arcane runes binding a demon
of Order, under geas to do Elric's taxes.
A single tear dropped from Elric's crimson eye
; demon-brewed eye-drops weren't that great, actually.
He felt better on horseback. The way forward
was long: on through the Black Plains of
Eresh-Upon-Niflhel he rode, as he gazed
At a number of vultures in the distance,
Stormbringer began to moan a warning. The black
blade grew warm in Elric's white hand. He
contemplated marketing a custom chess set themed after
he discovered what 'marketing' was. A faint, obscene
odor penetrated his olfactory sense, quivering his third
chakra into opening. This was fortuitous timing, for
his innards were laden with a variety of
rare and mysterious Lormyrian elixirs, while in his
outnards [sic] where laden with scars and bruises. Suddenly,