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Friday, June 8, 2012

Gideon met Andreas at the gate with a hearty smile, and a slap on the back that almost brought him to his knees. “Welcome home brother!” Exclaimed the massive, black guardian, his teeth flashing brilliantly. “Our brothers wait for thy words.” “Raphael?” “Has just arrived,’ Gideon answered flying... Sign in to see full entry.

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