Quiet_Cool
Learning to Fly
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- Jun 24, 2001
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Edge
hings were getting far too odd. I was used to fighting men, by the dozens if necessary, but spectres appearing and speaking to us, offering to guide us, and the large man turning into the bear...
I shookmy head. Black Magic? I wondered.
For now, I would follow, but things were not looking to our favor at that moment. The unnatural were among us...
hings were getting far too odd. I was used to fighting men, by the dozens if necessary, but spectres appearing and speaking to us, offering to guide us, and the large man turning into the bear...
I shookmy head. Black Magic? I wondered.
For now, I would follow, but things were not looking to our favor at that moment. The unnatural were among us...