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ββThe blood has dried upon this blade as @.willkiam is cast away like offal into the dark tide. May its remains be picked clean by the silence of the dunes.β
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ββThe blood has dried upon this blade as @.rEstSupha is cast away like offal into the dark tide. May its remains be picked clean by the silence of the dunes.β
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ββThe blood has dried upon this blade as @.mSupha is cast away like offal into the dark tide. May its remains be picked clean by the silence of the dunes.β
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ββI have carved this @.uwilliam into my own skin, binding its marrow to my hunger for the feasts to come. It remains now as a cold trophy under my sole consumption.β
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ββThe blood has dried upon this blade as @.zHindia is cast away like offal into the dark tide. May its remains be picked clean by the silence of the dunes.β
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ββThe blood has dried upon this blade as @.cuaskey is cast away like offal into the dark tide. May its remains be picked clean by the silence of the dunes.β
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ββThe blood has dried upon this blade as @.Puongsapak is cast away like offal into the dark tide. May its remains be picked clean by the silence of the dunes.β
