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The Codebreaker Ashteroth		The General Marceline

The Companions
None	None	None

The Thinkers Naydra Titan	The Politicians Ararat Axelle Hollis Mae Nashira Serenity	The Warriors Clarity Kaeja Lysimache Starling

The Trinkets Beloved Cato Cullen G�neşlenmek Isengrim Jigsaw Kazimir Octavius Starscream Yıldırım	PRIME MINISTER'S DECREE "None." - Leader	The Offspring Diccon (Cicada x Khar'pern)
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night fell slowly on our glory days
Posted on July 13, 2019 at 04:33:34 PM by kun�ak

Kune can sense Bozena deflate slightly at his question, and he doesn�t fail to notice her backtrack on her words. It is clear this place means a great deal to her, and always will, no matter where they go. He can only imagine what it is like to come back to a place and see it abandoned in such a way. Falling quiet for a moment, he wonders if there is anything they can do to revive it, but he comes up with nothing feasible. All he can do is be there for Bozena, and hope that one day it is restored to its former glory, and that she is around to see it.

Kune creeps a little closer to Bozena, and is almost overcome by the desire to touch her, to offer some kind of physical comfort. But he restrains himself. Even now, after everything they have been through, the old ways are hard to shake. There is a thin, invisible barrier between them, but it does not stop him from feeling the heat of her nearness or breathing her scent in his nostrils. Bozena, who is of his people. She is all he has left. Being so close to her is almost overwhelming, and he wonders if he will ever grow used to it.

�You care about this place,� Kune observes gently, and watches Bozena out of the corner of his eye. He thinks about how she had lost her home, just as he had lost his� and yet, there is clearly something here for her. He senses it is her home away from home. �Perhaps we should stay� at least for a time. We could give the others a reason to return.�

8; kladruber; black; 17.2hh

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kočka my�i nenech�, li�ka slepic a vlk ovec - By Bo�ena August 4, 2019 at 09:54:40 PM
- night fell slowly on our glory days - By kun�ak August 8, 2019 at 06:41:13 PM
  - kočka my�i nenech�, li�ka slepic a vlk ovec - By Bo�ena August 24, 2019 at 11:18:47 PM
    - night fell slowly on our glory days - By kun�ak September 3, 2019 at 06:53:56 PM

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The Trinkets

PRIME MINISTER'S DECREE

The Offspring

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