"Black Marc" Robin so named the Sheriff to himself in thought - and then saw the anger flicker sharply across the brow - it was then clear to him that he had the skill to read his thinking.
"No" he flatly and finally said.
So saying, he and his men to follow, simply vanished before the Sheriff could speak again. They disappeared into the night air completely.
"No?" the Sheriff repeated questioningly in disbelief. And then screamed again "No!" He was outraged to be disobeyed and then left bluntly like that.
"Nooo!" his voice echoed now so loud throughout the forest that the birds vacated the trees and the moths flew in spurious clouds away from their bushes.
-Gabriel Brunsdon, Puck in Hell, Azlander Series
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