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What Had Set The Fae World Off? I`d Never Seen One. Now You Couldn`t Throw A Trowel Without Hitting A Fairy.

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I Was Momentarily Sidetracked By The Vision Of Eric Herding A Cow Into A Trailer And Driving It To The Shoulder Of The The Interstate And Shooing It Into The Trees.

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I Certainly Think We're Going To See More And More Graphic Novels And More Illustrated Novels.