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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. | darren-shan hunters-of-the-dusk larten-crepley mr-crepsley | Darren Shan | |
| fabffbd | Lovely Arra Sails, nectar to all males, how I'd like to spear you like a whaler spears a whale! | darren-shan humor innuendo larten-crepsley mr-crepsley sexual-innuendo vampire | Darren Shan |