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The Promise of a Soldier
I'm a bit Drunk but wanna get this down, so forgive all the crappyness A rising tide of fury splintered across her mind as their eyes locked across the auditorium. She moved swiftly across the room, drawing out the emotion and storing it at the periphery of her mind.
Do we have some semblance of a beginning?
So I think I might have actually began at the start. Let me know what you think.
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