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Dakkon sighed, deeply, as he left the caves behind him and headed back to the town. The drought had awakened the urge for his people to see the city aswell, and as usual, when his people wanted to see the city, it was to complain to the officials. He headed for one of the many known holy places, where the sages of the city would perform their rituals and bring rain to the county
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Violence is not the answer, but for some reason, most people do take it as one.
I have but one wish: to see you all rot in hell before I trade this life for eternity
The truth can't hurt you, it's just like the dark, it scares you wittless, but in time you see things clear and stark
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