Because,
Mordak reflected, what’s the defining experience of Evil, taken as a whole,
throughout three Ages of recorded history?
It loses, that’s what. It gets
hammered. It gets the stuffing bashed
out of it, every single time. A Dark
Lord rises, for a while everything goes swimmingly, vast swathes of territory
fall under the Shadow; and then a handful of pointy-ears or a bunch of uppity
humans or even a solitary furry-toed, knee-high hooligan stops us dead in our
tracks and it’s straight back to square one, do not pass Go, do not collect two
hundred zlotyl.
(from An Orc on
the Wild Side by Tom Holt)
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