The lights were too hot, I tried to field their questions, but without fail, they demanded quotas.
There were guesses as to new contacts, such as New Prussia, but I remained, in many ways, without a territory to hold.
Very slowly, in front of those lights, I started to build, using the cardboard they had brought, my own kingdom. It was cornered. The hand was up against one wall to guide it, and there were many walls. I broke down crying when it was finished.
My hooves dug into the loose topsoil, and my happiness was binding.
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