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Dark truths, hopeful death (Whisper)
He was set to go, an small sharp combat knife on his right thigh and left. He was a bit worried but overall was ready as he stood looking at the other man who wanted to join, he did not know how he felt about taking him but he did not have much choice.
"Its simple we head off and do this then come back free of harm." He said as he left the room making his way to the woods. How hard could this be? Other then death it sounded like maybe they had a chance.
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Posting: taking a small week off for class reasons
You’re weak. When a weakling enters enemy territory, they call that suicide. To save someone, you’ve gotta grow up. Don’t use other people as an excuse to die
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