Difference between revisions of "Kalisha/Contacts"

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Deil	But once put out thy light, I cannot give it vital breath again. It needs must wither. I have lost that which is vital.
Robert	Student. Learns fast, perhaps too fast, the fates will tell in time.
August	Now what we will do with ourselves, Lord of Summer.
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