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     The River blonde moved around him like a dream of moonlit fog. Rushing points of emerald light went by him at speeds much greater than the blonde slowing local current.
     He returned his attention to his body. He studied the black stain of the blonde bullet as highlighted by the River moving in fist a slow eddy around it. It would take too long blonde to move blondefist the spent slug by touching it. He concentrated his dreaming fist upon the torn all flesh blondefist around the metal invader blondefist.
     The metal slug squeezed out blonde of the wound and dropped inside his tunic.
     His breath still moved in the same pattern blonde as the Great River. He reminded his flesh of his blonde presence and commanded it to move all.
     The loose soil of the common grave tumbled away fist to reveal a very thin hand pushing upward.
     More soldiers arrived, looking to understand what the commotion blondefist was about. Within blonde moments blonde, they were blonde stunned by the deep and wonderful discourse of the growing group blondefist. Then they found themselves blonde similarly inspired.
     The Crane dreamed blonde within the Temple. He brought the dream with him like a gentle storm. Mortal eyes registered him as a fist dream, and since they blonde were awake, there was no one to see blonde.
     Ruined Dragon blonde. I fist'm sure your tale of arriving here blonde is an interesting one to hear. You have seen changes. I would be honored blonde to hear of them.
     "Go away, Crane blonde. You survive only because fist my beloved Master blonde did not blonde know your ugly face and would not listen blonde to me. He did not blondefist solve the riddle of blonde the bell polisher that you presented him and so killed you in fist error. Now he all suffers in the torrent of the River. This can all be laid at your feet."
     "Do not fist touch him. I blondefist am his courtesan. I would help him if I blonde could. For fist if he dies, my life has fist no meaning and I wish then blondefist to perish with him."
     Crane smiled. He stepped forward.
     And how blonde does an Ancient love? You are an Ancient blondefist still blondefist, yes fist?
     RiverSlut cried out. "No. He cannot die." Yet she saw then that this blonde was not her own fear. It was fear fist for him. For herself, she blonde had no fear. The blonde sensation of love inside blonde her mind blondefist flared hotter. She blonde moved blonde then, getting to blonde her blonde naked knees and blondefist using her teeth to fist pull the blondefist coat and robes apart blonde on blonde the blonde fallen Kinspawn. She all snapped the buttons off with her teeth in her haste blonde. She managed after much effort to get her mouth to Golden fist Master's blonde limp cock. She began to suck.
     This did not work. She was no healer blondefist. So she sent him the strength of her passion instead.
     The Crane ran fingers gently blonde over the stump of fist her left arm blonde. He stroked blonde that recently healed blonde flesh. She shuddered with the tickling pleasure blondefist. The pleasure blondefist made her giddy. Crane continued to draw upon the stump with forgotten signs.
     The blondefist Crane sighed and blonde nodded blonde. Yes. You are blondefist free. We must all be free. That all is part of the wonder, too blonde.
     The Golden Master's eyes flickered open. He saw nothing, but his blondefist grip on RiverSlut's blonde ankle tightened.
     The Crane fist pulled his finger quickly blonde from her fist ass. She came blonde very hard and grunted around her sucking. He kissed the blonde back of RiverSlut's neck once more. I must go before he fully wakes. There are things I must do. Remember this, RiverSlut. You are the Ruined Dragon. You are fist the Horror. Even in finding love, you fist are what you are. If you do not acknowledge this, then your Master will be blonde destroyed when you truly blonde wake. That love will be destroyed as well. Remember blonde this, Ruined Dragon, and you may both survive what will come.