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The Heavy Pigeon by *DidThePieGoHome

Tales From Guardia: The Valroc Thank Darda for these ridiculous new hats that had come across from Mirsside. As daft as they looked, with the curling brim and the high crown, they hid the horns that were slowly growing up through my hair.Tales From Guardia: The Valroc by *DidThePieGoHome
They were absurdly itchy, too.
Haversack and pistol strapped to my back, I nodded to one of our men as he held open the door for me. Only to come face to face with Ceri.
Cerina Cobbly, Ceri as she was better known, was what you'd call a "progressive" girl. Which really meant that she was always at the head of whatever ridiculous fashion trend was on the rise in Mirsside that slowly trickled over to those of us in the west. All helped a


It's His Fault It's his faultIt's His Fault by ~Keouna
Always carrying the benefit of the doubt
Once reaching for the easiest way out.
It's his fault
He who is constantly riddled with pain
Who can hardly fight to prove that he's sane
He'll slowly forget what has become of his name
As he curses himself one-hundred times over again.
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