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#26
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Suzerain of Sheol
Desolation Denizen
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... well, this was their turf, and it was night, besides. He ditched his crossbow, biting back a vicious oath. That had been a damned expensive weapon...
Cold silence has a tendency
to atrophy any sense of compassion
between supposed lovers.
Between supposed brothers.
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Posted 06-02-2011, 10:08 AM
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