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The Last Huntress of The Dreadward Tribunal. A sweet, sea breeze at her back, Eruviel ascended the long stair leading up from the docks. Each step as light as the last, she did not go so fast as to put those she passed to shame, nor did she go so slow as to make people wonder if she was being patronizing. She wanted to fight and kill and protect because it was the right thing to do. No uncountable layers of lies and bribes at every turn. All she wanted to worry abou.

Thou Canst Not Then Be. Dan groaned and rolled over, his hand moving up to feel his pounding head. He lifted his head to look around the room. It still sort of smelled like the former residents, but that was to be expected. Soon, it would be his actually. Finally a place that was relatively safe if you disregard the neighbors and fairly quiet if you ignore the creek and waterfall.

با من از مهر سخن بگوئید. هيچ وقت فكرشو نمي كردم كه موندن پشت ترافيك انقدر برام هيجان انگيز باشه! خب كي مي تونه تصور كنه كه يه اتوبان بسته بشه چون آقا و خانمه غاز با حدود 10 تا جوجشون هوس كردن كه از وسطش رد بشن! يه عالمه ماشين در كمال آرامش بدون بوق و داد و فرياد ايستادن تا غازا رد بشن و برن .