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That split the night
And touched the sound of scouts
And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand spiders, maybe more
Spiders crawling without speaking
Spiders biting without listening
Spiders eating dwarfs whose voices pretty scared
But no one dared
Disturb the sound of scouts
Скаут, наплевав на собственную безопасность, прикрыл от врагов капсулу снабжения своим телом.
Даже инженер для турелей такого бы не сделал