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			<title><![CDATA[what in carnation]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[Melita hadn’t snagged at all her borrowed Halo clothes or stolen Iskra sweaters for this brief sojourn, thinking they wouldn’t be necessary as the season altered and changed; but she’d been incorrect on that assumption. Digging through her skyship had ensured she’d squirreled away a light jacket, adorned with Ludo and its many cats on the back, making the trek into the Inner Quarter and its marketplace a little easier. Maybe she’d gotten too used to Torchline’s warm air. <br />
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But even the Hollowed Grounds had a touch of chill to it – but maybe if they wound around closer towards the bonfire, they’d have less of an issue. [say]“How’d LongNight go?”[/say] she started towards her uncle, ambling through the marketplace with a keen choice already laden around her thoughts. [say]“We had empanada fire hoop jumping.”[/say] As a way of ‘top that’, as she circled around a kiosk full of flowers – though it seemed they were having trouble keeping stock in decent shape.]]></description>
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But even the Hollowed Grounds had a touch of chill to it – but maybe if they wound around closer towards the bonfire, they’d have less of an issue. [say]“How’d LongNight go?”[/say] she started towards her uncle, ambling through the marketplace with a keen choice already laden around her thoughts. [say]“We had empanada fire hoop jumping.”[/say] As a way of ‘top that’, as she circled around a kiosk full of flowers – though it seemed they were having trouble keeping stock in decent shape.]]></content:encoded>
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			<title><![CDATA[Do you believe that you can walk on water?]]></title>
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