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The Thorned Courier

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Mark
# '''Temptation: Loneliness:''' My friends are few and far between, and we do not speak often. There has to be a better way.
# '''Dedication: A Snippet of Speech:''' I heard the wind whisper to the trees, and the ground hum to the sky. If I can work my way into the natural order, perhaps I can communicate better with the world.
# '''Ascension: Whispers in the Wind:''' I must be fleet of footstep quickly, and leave few prints. I haven't eaten in days.
# '''Ascension: Whispers in the Wind:''' Even when I whisper, my voice carries across the room. It is difficult to keep secrets.
# '''Ascension: Whispers in the Wind:''' My clothes have many pockets, but I need more, beneath my skin.
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