

Repercussions, Chapter 33Quiet ContemplationRepercussions, Chapter 33
Chantal sat on the cold stone floor, her back to the wall, her gaze fixed on the statue of Tyr in front of her.
Its just a statue, you know? Tyr isnt watching this. But I am.
Her heart threatened to break at the thought of the last time she had spent the night in this room. How very different things had been then.
And whod have thought I would do this twice in my life?
How she wished the door would open again, to show his graceful figure. Just like last time. He had come to her, come with sarcasm and advice. And shortly befor
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The next time you decide to stab me in the back, have the guts to do it to my face. (Malcolm Reynolds, in Joss Whedon's Firefly)
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Better to die on your feet, than live on your knees
~ Midnight Oil
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Better to die on your feet, than live on your knees
~ Midnight Oil
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