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At Hun-e-b's suggestion, I went back to read some of the Blueduke's older entries. Note to self: don't read Blueduke after a long, tough, discouraging day. I found His Grace's poem describing Liam's axe making/throwing feats at Ymir. I miss Liam. The poem made me smile, though. I miss Gyrth, too. |
 
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