Well, that makes sense. Kyne nods, feeling relieved that both the judgment is postponed and that someone, at least, is being logical about this. Because she and Carrie certainly aren't. Of course. Take all the time you need. I'll be around.
Well, that makes sense. Kyne nods, feeling relieved that both the judgment is postponed and that someone, at least, is being logical about this. Because she and Carrie certainly aren't. Of course. Take all the time you need. I'll be around.
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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