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Edited by Trashcan Jesus:
4/18/2015 5:56:22 AM
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Your internal strife shall bring your fall. You're of no use to me anyway. I prefer calm and control to anarchy. But the girl, how did die?
English
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[b][i]Strife? We are pure chaos. Cross us and you're dust on the floor. [/i][/b]
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We're all dust when it comes down to Judgement Day. But the girl. What of her? What of the child? How did they die?
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[b][i]Burned by June's forces when my wife revolted against her with the rebellion. [/i][/b]
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Fire, such a beautiful thing....
