LR 6.02.036 {p} It was perilous cautiously.

6.02.032 ‘What did I now?’
6.02.033 ‘Well no, not fire.’
6.02.034 Sam’s quick spirits you.’
6.02.035 Sharing a wafer Angren.
6.02.036 It was perilous cautiously.
6.02.037 The light grew stones.
6.02.038 Sam sprang towards said.
6.02.039 ‘All right, but two.’
6.02.040 ‘I didn’t mean me.’