August 10, 2016, 09:22 AM
deirdre listened to aria, looking to cas all the while. protectors they had at the bay, though she had no qualms in the learned warrior residing among them so long as he hung his sword at the door; she knew there was no wiping the blood from it, nor the terrible stain that blood left, but if he did not swing it rampantly within the peacekeepers haven he would find happiness here.
in oceans deep. my faith will stand
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RE: Grace - by Deirdre - August 10, 2016, 09:22 AM