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The Rite

last update Fecha de publicación: 2024-07-09 19:11:08

Evander

I think I might want to kill Sydney. 

For someone so stoic and all business, he’s also extremely sarcastic and has found every opportunity to push my buttons the last twenty-four hours or so. 

Thank the gods we can’t mind-link because I’m sure he’d be rattling off insults and jests in my ear every waking hour we spend traveling back to Moonrise. 

We’re close to the sacred valley now. C

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