And they're off!
The sense of motion, heightened by the imminent cornering. Life like a roman candle, lived and burned.
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And she put Gwion Bach the son of Gwreang of Llanfair to stir the cauldron... And she herself, according to the books of the astronomers, and in planetary hours, gathered every day of all charm-bearing herbs.
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