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[captainweasel]

"-To absent friends, lost loves, old gods, and the season of mists; and may each and every one of us always give the devil his due."

Hob Gadling, Season of Mists.

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[glass_visage]

I'll give the devil what he's due in a minute if you don't add meh! Tis Chris (Bramble)!