Ally wakes up in the infirmary and checks the contents of the pouches on her belt, making sure everything is where it should be, while she figures out what on earth she's going to do now.
Ally wakes up in the infirmary and checks the contents of the pouches on her belt, making sure everything is where it should be, while she figures out what on earth she's going to do now.
Me quoque per multos similis fortuna labores
iactatam hac demum voluit consistere terra.
Non ignara mali, miseris succurrere disco.
Publius Vergilius Maro, The Aeneid
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