thats why i walk the beaches and practice my craft . i opened my eyes and found myself staring up at a cloud-covered fresco on the ceiling . as they got nearer we noticed that mounted on the backs were tiny guns . maybe he didnt need sleep the way normal people did . the stone was round and framed within many small diamonds . a monstrous bellow had brought a sleepy sergeant running . the old man was still talking as they left the building . you want me to manage the teams money ? the people will rally to find us . '' 