A voice, encamped in ephemeral femininity caresses the Discussion thread: Thank you all for your noble words and deeds, honouring my passing from the crop-circles of the world. When the world needs me again, I shall return..." His voice cuts off with a sickening gurgle as a time-vague French-accented voice, rich with failed chivalry said, "Get 'im, Joyeux! For Arthur!"
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