Suzerain of Sheol
Desolation Denizen
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#547
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Shealtiel perks up suddenly, leaning forward where he sits. He addresses them all.
"Do you sense that? Living souls nearby -- no, not the two following us, in the pass. We're being watched. I don't detect any spirits of particular potency, but there could be a psychic hiding up there... my MID seems to have broken. Can you feel anything from this distance, Feenai? Or perhaps, you, your eminence, with your divine far-sight, could enlighten us?"
Cold silence has a tendency
to atrophy any sense of compassion
between supposed lovers.
Between supposed brothers.
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Posted 08-20-2011, 07:53 PM
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