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[blutendimpulsge]

Of all the foolishness...

It was just a string of words. Useless. Trivial. Damnation. It shouldn't bother me, it's not as though he carries Svirre's visage, nor his mind, nor his spirit. Just words that strike a similar chord, not even the same words. 'Tis a different tongue.

Odin's eye. How am I to remain still now? I'm...I don't know...

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[daze_n_dazzle]

What's going on?

[blutendimpulsge]

I'm being quite foolish.

[daze_n_dazzle]

That's nothing new.

[blutendimpulsge]

Set, I'm not in the mood.

[mortally]

You okay there?

[blutendimpulsge]

Fine. Odd instances bring back memories is all.

[mortally]

What sort of memories?

[blutendimpulsge]

Of a person. Good, bad, very bad.

[wannabesanta]

Say, are you alright, amigo? What happened?

[blutendimpulsge]

Nothing truly. I was merely reminded of something.

[wannabesanta]

Oh, I see. I see. Yeah, I know how that be now.

Well if you feel like talking about it. I'm here to lend a ear.