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He leaned against the rock and let it burn the memory in to his skin. The ritual was going well but it was exhausting. She lay in the cool shade between her sister who were chanting to the voices that will bring the seed. The seed, his seed, will grow within the protection of the stone pillars until she is ready to deliver in the burning heat. He gathered his breath and let the heat of the high suns fill him. He prepared himself, hardening, gathering his force, preparing to begin again. The Rituals must be performed correctly with each daughter of the Rock and he would need all of his strength.
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I think that's all this week. It's only Monday, I may write more, but probably not.
As usual, blah blah blah, Panser, Blah blah blah, Join in, Blah blah blah.
I should have gone to bed hours ago
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