Suzerain of Sheol
Desolation Denizen
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#339
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As Feenai returns to the table, Shealtiel sets down his half-finished drink, sitting straighter in his chair. To the three of them, he inquires, "Have we established our next course of action yet? I see our friend from Tsavo has acquired a new stock of... supplies. It might be best for the rest of you to do the same; I need little, myself, but if we're to travel together, I'd prefer you all to be adequately equipped."
Cold silence has a tendency
to atrophy any sense of compassion
between supposed lovers.
Between supposed brothers.
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Posted 07-09-2011, 08:09 PM
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