Petala regarded the seeds, fascinated, as if he, like Slukila, only observed this test. The seeds burned to tiny red spots and the heat pushed into the tender wrist but Petala neither cried nor winced. Even so, smoke from the firebrand made his eyes water.
you dnt go on aim nemore. besidezuh im gona taek a shrt vacashun from teh internet wrld. the world of final fantasy 7 iz bettr n e way u shuld join me kthx. ill call you k bye
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