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Continue to ChatFeathers! spluttered Sargatanas. Feathers are for the birds, my boy. Flaking, peeling, scale-ridden wings, now that's what real beings wear. I'll tell you a secret. He said, and drew me closer. The eternal pain at having known Paradise and lost it is priceless. I wouldn't swap it for anything. - George Pendle from https://whatsmyquote.com/quote/feathers-spluttered-sargatanas-feathers-are-for-the-birds-my-boy-flaking-peeling-scale-ridden-wings-now-that-s