The hero’s lullaby.

What would ye say to the half-slain hero? Would thou house him, even for just a night? Doth thou have beer to quench his thirst? Perhaps a bed for him to rest his head, even just for a night? Innkeeper, please spare him a thought, for the half-slain hero is stuck between hell and highwater; he is stretched across the chasm of life, the chasm that reaches between chaos and order. Only once the hero lays can be begin to impress, for the hero requires sleep to return to his best. Half-slain hero, you deserve your rest, for you deserve the best; goodnight.

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