chasm
the explorer
you don't want to hurt me
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[align=center]chasm || elite || oracle assistant || 9 moons
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[justify][font=georgia]Chasm stood over a few piles of herbs, each one organized and neatly stacked. Cobwebs, catmint, marigold, lavender, juniper berries...oh, daemons, I hope I've got this right. The last thing she wanted was to give Benvolio false information. Speaking of which, where was the bright little tom? She was expecting him any minute now.
The tortie poked her head out of the Gravitron, blinking in the glaring light. Once her eyes adjusted, she scanned the carnival, but saw no sign of him.
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[align=center][font=georgia]but see how deep the bullet lies