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2012-08-22, 01:22 PM (ISO 8601)
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#45
Re: Heart of Gheddon
I listen to the ruckus on the tavern, for a moment I try to ignore the sounds of conversation of the locals, I focus on my own breath, I can hear it, in a few breaths the sounds of people grow distant, one after another they pop out of existence, soon there is only a few noises left.
I raise my cup of tea I give the cold beverage a last taste and when the liquid departs my lips I whisper. "Veil be free, let me see". I look through the tavern, trying to see something that might have not been there before.