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#202
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Suzerain of Sheol
Desolation Denizen
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Shealtiel cracks open one eye, not bothering to get up. "A true child of the apocalypse, aren't you?" he asks Michael. "Well, you'll hear no objections from me. I've gotten to know the people of Corinth well enough to know that any of them would do the same thing -- come to think of it, they probably are. No wonder the walls were unmanned. The guardsmen were likely pacifying riots and arresting looters."
Cold silence has a tendency
to atrophy any sense of compassion
between supposed lovers.
Between supposed brothers.
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Posted 06-29-2011, 01:13 AM
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