Blighted earth shudders and wrenches apart beneath our feet. Knuckles crack as I tighten my hand around the haft of my axe and bellow, “You will sleep!” Across the dripping thorn field, my opponent’s whisper shakes the world. “No, Father. There shall be no nap this day.”
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Update: There was no nap this day.
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One day your children will learn the wisdom of naps.
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