This was, of course, unnoticed by Gid...
You know, he was a bit too busy launching what he thought were his tears at the fire about twice his size...
But, the real tears were literally streaming down his legs into the lake below...
How Gid managed to cry perfectly on a singular leaf with none of it spilling over the sides is honestly a miracle...
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Is that one of the perks of being a former Gidley?
Perfect Precision?
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Actually...
I've heard that quite a few Stories have gone crazy due to this guy... (Stories = What Narrator's Call Themselves...)
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Let me correct myself...
We used to...
He's nothing more than a mindless puppet now...
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Sigh...
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Truly a pity...
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Gid could've been The One...