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Lightcaster Wet horse manure struck the side of Lanon's head, leaving clumps sticking in his hair; he considered it one of the better welcomes he had received. He wiped the muck from his face as they crested the final elevated steppe. Kalia, riding beside him, took out a handkerchief and sprinkled water onto it, handing the damp cloth to him. He wiped away the remnants, but the smell clung strong in the arid sands of the Srinnai Desert. The top of the Raiken Council's tent ballooned outward into a colossal pavilion across the desert floor, and sibling tents spotted behind it inLightcaster
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Tribes Tendrils of air tongued her face as grains of moist earth and wet vines dragged across her abdomen, lapping up the sweat from her flesh. The sour smell of her perspiration was saturated in the moist air. Despite the dampness, her lips were cracked and her joints nearly locked from dehydration. She’d been hung by vines from the wrists with tethers on her ankles, suspending like a baby still in the womb; hours had passed as she tried to liven her body from the helpless stasis setting in. Circulation was poor. Oxygen thin. She’d be too weak to escape soon. Sweetsand hadTribes
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I dont own emotion... I Rent!
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My love for you is like the sand in my shoes.
I can't shake it and it is always on my mind.
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*Continues bashoonga'ing until you stop moving for pretending to be dead*
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My love for you is like the sand in my shoes.
I can't shake it and it is always on my mind.
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I dont own emotion... I Rent!
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I dont own emotion... I Rent!
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I dont own emotion... I Rent!
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