Probably.
Sydney looks around, then back at Patty's eyes. How many clerics of this new faith are there? Hmm, what her mistress was saying really struck a chord with her. Maybe she should...
Probably.
Sydney looks around, then back at Patty's eyes. How many clerics of this new faith are there? Hmm, what her mistress was saying really struck a chord with her. Maybe she should...
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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