’Cept I’m bigger than both of you combined, and you’d better not press me or you’ll freeze from head to toe! Oh, and you clearly have no popsicle anywhere visible, so go figure where you have one to make such a face 
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The red lake has been forgotten. A dust devil stuns you long enough to shroud forever those last shards of wisdom. The breeze rocking this forlorn wasteland whispers in your ears, “Não resta mais que uma sombra”.