The Second Coming of the First Star Father
Without the Mayor around to negotiate for them, they hid in their attics with their monsters and bones. They added crenellation to all their homes, like hackles raised on angry dogs. They prayed in vain attempts to secure mercy, "Star Father, Who art from the heavens. We cower at thy name..." Meanwhile, Desmond the Rock Badger tuned up for the gig of his life.
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