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[font=georgia]"When the rose wilts, you too will wilt away."
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[justify][font=georgia]The serval apprentice slowly trotted over to the lighthouse, a fish in her mouth. Yeah, she only caught one. At least it was something. Dropping it in the freshkill pile, she focused her amber-green optics to the burning fire. It was pretty cool.
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