three hares
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Arrival at the monastery
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Greeted by rowan holding their improbable berries like baskets.
Journey to the monastery
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Cars ford the stream. Disproving Heraclitus, a kite pipes and I snooze.
Surah 100 - The Cavalry
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Even with the cavalry snorting, and the sparks flying as the zealots at dawn make the dust rise as they pass through the midst of the ho...
Surah 101 - The Alarm
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The alarm: what's 'the alarm' going to be like? What will explain 'the alarm' to you? On that day people will behave ...
Surah 104 - The Bully
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Woe to everyone who picks on you or gets at you, who hoards a fortune and calculates its value counting on it to save him from death. Oh...
Surah 102 - Profit
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Profit will distract you right up until you all reach the graveyard. But no, soon you will understand. Really: soon you will understand....
Surah 103 - At the End of the Day
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At the end of the day mankind really is lost with the exception of those who remain faithful, do the right things and commend righteousne...
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