He thought he had been accepted [made it past the bisque fire], but because of a pub brawl had lost part of his ears [The heavy hand of the cleaner broke his ear]. He thought he could still function with his ears bobbed but when combined with not seeing right
[I didn't like the shape of them], he knew he had to disappear [to get his head on right]. After all, his ears are very important, for they are his special talent. They are what allow him to Hear the Heartbeat of the Magic.
(To Be Continued)
I have heard he had been hanging out at the local pub but since then has gone missing. He was first seen as a type that wouldn't listen to you [no ears].
He even was willing to conform and join the rest of the Guardians [in other words willing to get a job].
He took his commitment [getting ready for the mold process] to become one of the Guardians. Then is where things took a dive [in other words - something happened to the head]...
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