Test 24

In a land where the sun never shinned, where the barren soil only grew death, between two rocks lived an old hermit.

Aged and tired, the hermit looks out upon the world.

"It's reached this point already..." *sigh* "... when will anyone learn, 4.6k is not a number a book like this should have!"

The hermit proceeds back into his abode, disgruntled and crazed.