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Powered by Kere: Slightly Unexpected
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The journal of a kere magus. Nu;όστοι. Bring out your dead.not all at once please. Rastenfeld (circa 1253), the dullest place on eart. Career Changes not in order. Just a few brief snippets before the actual. Did not see that one coming. Who knew the dead were so flammable. Who knew the town of Rastenfeld was also so very, very flammable. Who knew the two would be so intrinsically connected. I am not at all to be blamed. More on all this soon. These new barbarians shaved my beard, MY BEARD!
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The happenings of a nobody.: October 2006
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The happenings of a nobody. I have a feeling- just a feeling, mind you- that if I could release the anger in my soul, to its utmost intensity, it could destroy all that lives and thrives. Maybe it is best that I cannot do that. Sunday, October 15, 2006. The food was okay, a little fancy for me, but nevertheless good. (Besides, ArchAngel flipped the tab). She asked, pointing at my date and I. All I could do was stutter a little and look away. "Because he hasn't asked me! Saturday, October 07, 2006.
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Powered by Kere: A Missive
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The journal of a kere magus. The Origin of Love. Nu;όστοι. Bring out your dead.not all at once please. Rastenfeld (circa 1253), the dullest place on eart. Perhaps there has been some misunderstanding that we can somehow rectify? I have been authorized to tell you that we are willing to negotiate. My carriage will be available on the corner of Fremont and Allen Steet this Friday at 3 o'clock. I hope to see you there. William P. Dovetail. I could just as well sit and do nothing. The hourglass tells me ...
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Powered by Kere: The Tale of a Book
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The journal of a kere magus. The Origin of Love. Nu;όστοι. Bring out your dead.not all at once please. The Tale of a Book. Oh how my beautiful pages fluttered in the wind on the verge of tearing; Oh how the jarring impact on the unforgiving Tombstone street threatened to break my carefully glued spine, rip my end sheets from my cover, rent my leather face completely off and exposing my delicate pages to the elements! I'm such a good book; I want to cry inky tears! The Origin of Love.
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Powered by Kere: Νόστοι
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The journal of a kere magus. Bring out your dead.not all at once please. Rastenfeld (circa 1253), the dullest place on eart. Career Changes not in order. Can I see your book? Sure- I mean NO. On Legend, the moment you cast a spell, even when you’ve given everything you can, the mana flows back into you like water into a bone dry sponge. In Rastenfeld, and I think even with the Wampanoag, there is nothing. Recently Lime has told me that MoiraGwyn was seen on Legend. Maybe it was hubris that drove me t...
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Powered by Kere: Living Dangerously
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The journal of a kere magus. The Origin of Love. Nu;όστοι. Bring out your dead.not all at once please. Rastenfeld (circa 1253), the dullest place on eart. To their eyes, the room would have seemed recently abandoned; the slender one nevertheless ordered the big man to give it a good tossing, riffling through my notes, flipping my bed, and I thanked Hermes again for my brilliant insight into stashing what remains of my wand and vial outside of the city. Sounds like a plan. 34 days and I am home. Bring out...
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Powered by Kere: October 2006
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The journal of a kere magus. Monday, October 23, 2006. So I say thanks for the blood, mom, you sweetie! This leads me to current events: guess where I woke up yesterday? To which I want to agree, I really really do, but seeing as I'm in the prediciment that I'm in, I'm guessing that Morrigan is a manifistation of our favorite Goddess. And this is what my sidhe blood gets me. No immortality, no Lugh-like wall leaping abilities, nothing but this. So I say thanks for the blood, dad, you ass!
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Powered by Kere: July 2006
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The journal of a kere magus. Monday, July 17, 2006. Introductions to the Alliance. I didn’t know what to make of the news until yesterday, when in Salem I was blinded by a teenie-bopper witch named Tina. She had been a clever one and had struck invisible. I followed her trail to an intersection where Meue, Geraden, and Tina were waiting. I attacked Tina and kept a watchful eye on Meue, but he just looked on, with his cold eyes fixed on me. I think I’m getting too old for this. Tuesday, July 11, 2006.
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The happenings of a nobody.: September 2006
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The happenings of a nobody. I have a feeling- just a feeling, mind you- that if I could release the anger in my soul, to its utmost intensity, it could destroy all that lives and thrives. Maybe it is best that I cannot do that. Wednesday, September 27, 2006. Betray me, heart. Are you liking me chasing after you? Is this a joke to you? She said, clearly frustrated. I was just leaving you be." I replied. Did I ask you to? Confused as always, Luvior. Posted by A squint-eyed rogue at 8:15 PM. The readings we...
