Books. Bikes. Boomsticks.
"Hige sceal þe heardra, heorte þe cenre, mod sceal þe mare, þe ure mægen lytlað…"
His very first action upon emerging into this harshly lit, cold world was to ball up his fists, scream a primal battle cry and pee all over his tormentors. His target discrimination needs some work, but I think he's got the mindset down.
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