Ash turns to Lucan, "I'll let you go ask him." He begins to make phantom finger strokes in the air. "But by my calculations it is...the size of the fangs...minus the radius of the pupils...carry the three...not the fight I want to pick."
Ash turns to Lucan, "I'll let you go ask him." He begins to make phantom finger strokes in the air. "But by my calculations it is...the size of the fangs...minus the radius of the pupils...carry the three...not the fight I want to pick."
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"How could a man go through life with so little? Nothing of permanence, nothing built up to leave behind him. Nothing to testify to his existence at all. The kind of man who isn't focused on his own existence, I guess. The kind of man who cares more about others than he does himself..."--Harry Dresden, from Ghost Story
Nosce te ipsum