On the beach, the child in cousin Eef reappeared in him. No fuss about paintings or such armor that he had recently purchased at a flea market. It was there as a metal guard of his art collection. As decorations for his gallery. 'No, don't think about Eef now, 'he said to himself as he began to feel like knight Eef. A knight watching over his sand castle. Bravely, he would keep the enemy out of the gate. But the enemy was also pawling and left the Knight alone.

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INKTOBER 2020 day 14, armor