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she sits silently not speaking looking sad almost depressed she looks around the room and brings her eyes back down to the table. she slowly runs her fingers over the carving of her name. as one small crimson tears rolls down and pure white cheek.
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\"Das nigt ist mein Mantel und Blut ist mein Begleiter. Sie müssen den<br />Schatten folgen, um mich zu finden.\"<br /><br />*~Follow The Shadows To Find Me~*
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