What did I... what did... Manouk... do you know who Manouk is? Did you not... do they not still whisper his name in the dark, his house, they don't speak of it? The house of Manouk...
( It's a wild thing, bright and burning, a fit of laughter like a sickness. He carries on, impossibly shrill, nearly infectiously so — drumming his cane on the ground to the beat of it. )
We... we loved our Doxe. We loved him. And he wanted so small! So small a thing... so... we wanted... to give it to him... life. Life eternal. The best... for our Doxe.
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What did I... what did... Manouk... do you know who Manouk is? Did you not... do they not still whisper his name in the dark, his house, they don't speak of it? The house of Manouk...
( It's a wild thing, bright and burning, a fit of laughter like a sickness. He carries on, impossibly shrill, nearly infectiously so — drumming his cane on the ground to the beat of it. )
We... we loved our Doxe. We loved him. And he wanted so small! So small a thing... so... we wanted... to give it to him... life. Life eternal. The best... for our Doxe.