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originally posted in:The New Dojo
Edited by Nibber Schipper:
11/21/2017 6:22:13 PM
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[i]Jason sighed quietly, gently picking the telescope up and out of its case, making sure to handle its seemingly old frame with care, lest he accidentally break it. He blinked his two silver eyes in mild confusion, taking a glance out the window before he lifted the telescope up to his eyes, peering through it and out the window without another thought. He wondered what he'd see, and what the job he took was supposed to be.[/i]
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[b]Yet again, everything began to fade away, and he began to slip into unconsciousness. Slowly, all his thoughts turned to a single word, and that word only. Patience. He then woke up in a dark, quiet room. He was standing, and was wearing only a pair of thin pajamas. He felt someone standing to either side of him, like they were in a line. Someone spoke down the line, and a whip being cracked was heard.[/b]
