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Fortunately Cut-Me-Own-Throat Dibbler was in the neighbourhood so that delicacy was in abundance haven gotten a ride from one of those multiverse travelling cursed shops
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As Beren looked into her eyes within the shadows of her hair,
The trembling starlight of the skies he saw there mirrored shimmering.
Last edited by hewhoarisesinmight; 03-14-2007 at 01:50 PM.
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