ζʊȼӷєʑɨɑ ɃєɫɱѳɳϮ "Peace is but a shadow of death, desperate to forget its painful past...Though we hope for promising years. After shedding a thousand tears. . ."
Ѫ ----- Σɱϼɽεȿș ѻӻ ϯɦє Ӎєϯɦʊʂєɫɑɦ ----- Ѫ
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Lucrezia bowed to Tiaga, not pleased with her resistance to furthering of their peoples but she moved on. "As you wish milady. I will inform you of everything I find out in my next report!" she said as she turned around, lifted her staff in the air letting its center stone let a small beam of light into midair creating a portal. The methuselah walked through it, closing behind her.
((Exit to Imperial Palace))
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Ѫ ----- Ѷɑɱϼɨɽε Șεςѳɳɖ ɨɳ Ͼѳɱɱɑɳɖ ----- Ѫ
". . .yesterday's sorrow constantly nears. And while the moon still shines blue, by dawn, it will turn to scarlet hue!"