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As I lay listening to the clicking of Tyrogs cloven feat upon the cobblestone floor I thought of my old friend Reggie and how he used to love the rhythmic tapping of Tyrogs hooves.
Poor Reggie is gone nowhe had fallen into one of the towers of the nearby nuclear power plant. A fate that has haunted my nightmares for many yearshow he floated there squealing in delighthe must have been thinking it workedit worked and then descending into that steamy abyss.
I dream of him floating above the reactor core; squealing and spinning above a glowing radio active sphere of nuclear energy, his fur standing up in wild disarray his eyes filled with blissful gratification and glowing with atomic fire. The humming of the core increases as Reggie floats closer and he is filled with energy and warmth and power! Then, in an explosion of multicolored light Reggie and the core become one. Reggie a creature of the Atom a child of the sun has returned home to that fiery heart.
I think I guess thats not so bad eh?
Goodnight Reggieyou king of the atomyou prince of the sun!