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#12
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Suzerain of Sheol
Desolation Denizen
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"Oh ho, a fair point, a fair point. One predicated on the assumption that I possess an aversion to hypocrisy, but, all the same." He meets the man's smile, purple light form his eyes coloring his teeth. "In the habit of our companion here, you may call me... Suzerain. Take from that what you will."
Cold silence has a tendency
to atrophy any sense of compassion
between supposed lovers.
Between supposed brothers.
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Posted 07-15-2011, 01:38 AM
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