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Just because my other post is WAY too cluttered up with useless excrement, I'm just going to make one more concise post, right here, and be done with it. So the other folks don't have to try and extract my vague meaning from my other no sequitorial catechism (can you tell I love big words...and parentheses?)
I agree with Fordim.
Durelin, just give the word.
Edited: Because I don't think Fordim is a dimp, as my typo implied.
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"What mortal feels not awe/Nor trembles at our name,
Hearing our fate-appointed power sublime/Fixed by the eternal law.
For old our office, and our fame,"
-Aeschylus, Song of the Furies
Last edited by Kransha; 09-01-2004 at 03:46 PM.
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