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//… and it was there, and her blade flicked out catching only air. She backed from the door, worn floorboards shivering with each misplaced step...// Fall of the Aelir Isles, Vol. III
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Galdor looks at the glass of orange juice (odog811) with a puzzled look "stilly orange juice! mud can't give you drugs! mud has no hands!" he looks over the orange juice's shoulder into the tie dye sky "the sun set is so pretty tonight" he says blissfully as a toasted sandwich flies gracefully over iggy pop's shiny sun head.
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The rabid and tumour-ridden hounds instead choose to consume the orange juice, glass and all. Their rabies and tumours are cured by this sudden infusion of vitamin c, because that is definitely a thing that vitamin c does. And they all lived happily ever after.
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