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He stands beside the road. In a purple cap at tattered green cloak. Those who touch him, curse him.
What weaves webs as they grow?
Do what he says and you'll be fine, don't and you lose the game.
If you spot one of these eastern warriors, they're not doing their job right.
Not a burden for its weight and daily carried out, He who takes it wishes it had never come about
You use it between your head and your toes, the more it works the thinner it grows.