Loose Threads

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The Frogs, and their precious blue sky king, and all the other fools in that village of theirs, from Spider to Scorpion to Platypus, are all fools.

They think they are safe in their unity, a fragile thing. Thinking they are safe in their trust in the Rainbow Serpent.

But they have left many lose threads, and if the right person, the right power, pulls those threads, all their hopes, dreams, and lives with fall apart.

Those threads will be turned into the strings which I will control them with. I will plant the seeds that will sow their destruction. All the creatures of the Outbacks will fall to me.

Not even the Rainbow Serpent herself can stop me.

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