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Great Mother in the Sky: No Love in the House of God
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Mind sparing a click, stranger?
Tom stuffed himself into a corner, hoping that he wouldn't be spotted. He was still too drunk to realize that this wasn't exactly the best hiding spot.
She hung off the roof, setting her feet on the windowsill, and began to climb down the wall.
(This is no laughing matter)
Mind sparing a click, stranger?

You know the first rule in combat? Shoot them before they shoot you.
She ran to get to the group, worried that the angel would leave without her. She didn’t seem like the type to tolerate tardiness, and Charlotte didn’t want to chance becoming expendable.
(This is no laughing matter)
Mind sparing a click, stranger?
He finished it up. He stared at the page. Then he erased it again and redrew it. This was the typer of person kendo was when it came to art. It needed to be perfect.
wickedness?
Or is it
weakness?
You decide.
He stared at the page, erasing and redrawing. He hated this. None of them were good enough.
wickedness?
Or is it
weakness?
You decide.
(This is no laughing matter)
Mind sparing a click, stranger?
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Chiara lifts Ghost up again a bit, giving them a pat over their crack. "Oh no... shall I mend it up for you, my little one?" She lifts her hand, it glowing a soft and warm yellow.
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In the castle, there was one weirder presence. A girl that kept disappearing for a few minutes during the day but otherwise would be in charge of keeping time and making schedules. She was... weirdly effective at it. Black hair, early-30s, Weirdly formal dress, had a weirdly loud watch (compared to normal watches). She sat down at the table near King Caspian, smiling. "Don't worry, my leader. I arranged it as efficiently as I could, you should have more spare time than usual today. If we do everything in time, you should have about ten minutes to spare between breakfast and your first appointment."

You know the first rule in combat? Shoot them before they shoot you.
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Chiara nods and puts down a towel, sitting down and crossing her legs, putting Ghost in her lap and slowly whispering a holy incantation. It ends with the only thing understandable: "May the Saint bless you and help you in your hour of need." Her hand glows and she moves her finger slowly over the crack.

You know the first rule in combat? Shoot them before they shoot you.