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| 962634f | No, thats not how it happened... Mr crepsley dropped. He was impaled on the stakes. He died. And it was awful... His cries as he writhed there, bleeding and dying, burning and screaming, will stay with me till I die. Maybe I'll even carry them with me after I go. | hunters-of-the-dusk larten-crepley mr-crepsley darren-shan | Darren Shan | |
| fabffbd | Lovely Arra Sails, nectar to all males, how I'd like to spear you like a whaler spears a whale! | humor larten-crepsley mr-crepsley sexual-innuendo darren-shan innuendo vampire | Darren Shan |