The Third String.
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Tales from a Dagda Bard
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The Third String.
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Tales from a Dagda Bard
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![]() The doorbell rang. It's a noise I don't often hear in the house. If I'm expecting company then I would know by previous agreement and usually be waiting for the car to pull up outside or at the very least, my faithful hound to set a woof upon anyone approaching our territory. Usually an unforeseen bell ring would indicate a door to door sales person or some missionary out doing their service. I confess that I don't answer the door to either and they invariably leave after the first attempt. The doorbell rang.
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