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Fear of the dark. Fear of the dark. I fear that somethings always there.
Fear of the dak. Fear of the DUCK.
One was a wayfaring knight, on an endless, forbidden search. Only the duck house granted closure, if not reunion with his beloved. Fear not, the dark, my friend. And let the feast begin.
This is from an old Far Side comic:
Does this apply to rubber ducks? Because that’s a thing in my life