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#32
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Suzerain of Sheol
Desolation Denizen
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Marl quirks a brow at Tanya. "What, you want to attack them while they're drunk and fat?" She's not sure the girl is suited for strategic decision making. Pounding skulls like out-of-line shingles, sure. But she's willing to hear her out, at least.
Cold silence has a tendency
to atrophy any sense of compassion
between supposed lovers.
Between supposed brothers.
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Posted 11-02-2017, 12:30 AM
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