just do it, seriously.


The FalterTruce was a small, quiet city. The people of this small city, on the borders of the kingdom of Guardia, were peaceful and friendly. It was such a town where everyone knew each other and no one was discontented with their lot. A young girl lived in this tiny hamlet in 985, a young girl named Tanya Morray.The Falter
Tanya was 16, graduating with honors from Truce High. She was part of a huge circle of friends, and had many ambitions for her future. Her parents delighted in their daughter’s accomplishments.
It was raining. Tanya hated the rain. She looked sadly out
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'Twas Brillig and the silthy toves
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'Twas Brillig and the silthy toves
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"My soul, or my heart, which is it that ever-constantly sword-fights with my mind? Which is it that begs me to take the straight, narrow path to my own inner demise?"
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'Twas Brillig and the silthy toves
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"My soul, or my heart, which is it that ever-constantly sword-fights with my mind? Which is it that begs me to take the straight, narrow path to my own inner demise?"
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'Twas Brillig and the silthy toves
But, thank you.
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"My soul, or my heart, which is it that ever-constantly sword-fights with my mind? Which is it that begs me to take the straight, narrow path to my own inner demise?"
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"DeadGP's Journal: Talking with some dead-beats online. Trying to get lowdown on art-smuggling ring. Not much luck. Strange people speaking of 'characters'. Made a character once. Turned out to be me. Saved idea for novelization in future."
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{I'm the boss, don't forget it}
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