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Subject: A Tale of Two Brothers #1: Terry

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Cuoha (GG)

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Date Posted: 19:19:53 09/08/07 Sat

I huddled deeper into my bedclothes, afraid of what I knew was coming. I could hear the dawn gongs sounding, but I scrunched my ears up and chose to ignore the din. Nothing could prepare me for this. It was the start of my Long Patrol school career.
I knew what was going to happen already. It was inevitable. My name, you see, was Terrible. Terrible Cunningham. Phil, my brother, always introduced me as Terry, and that was the way I liked it. But today, my name was on the register. My full name.
Things had happened before. Snide comments from the other leverets, as I sat with my ears drooping in the mess hall. Even the supposedly sensible adults couldn't resist a jibe. "Terrible by name, terrible by nature," they'd say. That particular joke always stung. Mainly because it was so untrue. I was hard-working and polite - far from terrible, even if I did enjoy sparring and fighting.
I still curse my parents for giving me that awful name. They were eccentric, scholarly folk, immersed in their studies. "'Terrible' means 'wise' in the ancient language!" they would exclaim excitedly whenever I complained about it. I didn't care what it meant in some stupid, has-been old tongue that no-one could even understand. In plain Salamandastronian, it meant 'terrible'. And that was what mattered.

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