P.S. Do you know, I meant to hurl that nasty statuette into the tall grass, but I suppose I must have forgotten to do so? As I lay down on my saddle blankets, I saw it crouching at the edges of the firelight, staring at me with those horrid eyes. I tried to sleep regardless, but, feeling spied upon, I eventually rose and threw the ugly thing away as I had first intended. Now, no doubt, I shall sleep soundly.

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