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"Still Glad You Asked? No? Good. Then Learn To Keep Your Questions To Yourself. Especially Ones You Don't

"Still Glad You Asked? No? Good. Then Learn To Keep Your Questions To Yourself. Especially Ones You Don't
"Still Glad You Asked? No? Good. Then Learn To Keep Your Questions To Yourself. Especially Ones You Don't

“"Still glad you asked? No? Good. Then learn to keep your questions to yourself. Especially ones you don't want answers to."”

Resurgence edits: 5/24: Phaedra Damian

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 The Man Looked Somewhat Like A Child, Or At Least A Young Adult. Like Almost All Elves, His Hair Was
 The Man Looked Somewhat Like A Child, Or At Least A Young Adult. Like Almost All Elves, His Hair Was

“ The man looked somewhat like a child, or at least a young adult. Like almost all Elves, his hair was pale and his eyes were green. He had quite an average appearance, at least, he would have if he didn't tower over everyone like an unstable pillar. Zinnia didn't recognise him from anywhere like she did with some of the other passengers and that itself was reason to not fully trust him. She had to hold her tongue back from snapping out some remark about him not having anything on him to heal an arrow wound as she knew better than to insult strangers. “

Resurgence edits: 10/24 - Avalon Monserrat


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8 years ago
He Had Never Been So Aware Of His Youth And Vulnerability Before.
He Had Never Been So Aware Of His Youth And Vulnerability Before.

“He had never been so aware of his youth and vulnerability before.”

Resurgence edits: 11/24 - Rean Druid


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8 years ago
 The Woman With Her Quiver Still Flung On Her Back Looked At Him Contemptously As He Met Her Eyes. "Twenty-two,
 The Woman With Her Quiver Still Flung On Her Back Looked At Him Contemptously As He Met Her Eyes. "Twenty-two,

“ The woman with her quiver still flung on her back looked at him contemptously as he met her eyes. "Twenty-two, Astrid Yvaine. Thief. Murderer. Hardly affected by the tragedy at all. Do I still get a new start, your highness?" In return, he hardly seemed surprised by her raw arrogance and cutting honesty. "Maybe, using it, you can make something out of what you call a life."”

Resurgence edits: 4/24 - Astrid Yvaine


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