The happiest day - the happiest hour My sear'd and blighted heart hath known, The highest hope of pride, and power, I feel hath flown. Oh bother... is it sear'd or seared? I never can remember properly, especially not when stressed
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That might be, but I'm a cat, and I'm smarter. I can turn you into a hunk of wood and burn you. Or just throw you in the woods. You can't die here, at least not for long. Imagine spending eternity as a block of wood slowly rotting in the woods, peed on by some passing animal.
I have my wand.
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