"What does man love more than life, hate more than death or mortal strife that which contented men desire, the poor have, the rich require, The miser spends, the spendthrift saves And all men carry to the grave?" Romulus fanned himself and muttered, "think wisely before answering, it is bound to get tougher."I cracked my knuckles while racking my brain. One moment I felt like I knew the answer and the next minute my doubting Thomas's side gets activated. I really can't say which one I prefer. What is making my head spin are the transitions but at this moment, my brain cells have been randomized or better still-- frozen."Nothing?" Cass whispered with his hands covering his face."I didn't get that?" Romulus's voice thundered across the cave in a bid to get Cass to man up."I said nothing, I don't know." His slender fingers ran across his tousled hair and he began pacing around and staring at every other thing but for me."You sure you have absolutely nothin
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