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Pauses a moment, and feels the Cloud bringer near.........starts howling in complete desperation, scrabbling at the rocks and stones with her front paws, silver tears running freely down her muzzle, landing on the stones, melting paths as they fall...
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May the moon always shine upon your face, and your imagination soar to the heavens.... Chan ann leis a’chiad bhuille thuiteas a’chraobh.
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