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		<title>Lionheart at 21:07, 18 June 2013</title>
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;}}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;}}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''[[Zia]] has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;At the beginning, there had been that burning, sense-numbing light. It seemed to come from everywhere, tearing him apart from the inside out. Now, there is only blissful darkness. Everything is calm and cool. There is no pain. A breeze blows, carrying with it scents from times long past. It's summer - the way it used to smell back home when he was a boy.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;The darkness gives way to the sound of birds chirping, and laughter. When his eyes finally open, he'd come to find that this isn't exactly the world he remembered. All around him are wolves, but not the ones from his old pack. These are somehow representations of all those he knows now. Everyone he knows takes on some other form here, but he'd recognise them none the less. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;While all around him, these strange phantoms of the real people he knows talk, or play, one figure sits still, watching him. By now, she would be familiar to him as these others. The wind blows through her golden fur, and her ever-changing eyes seem to stare with a longing built over years of waiting. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;quot;You're free now.&amp;quot; The voice of this wolf is strange, as if it were the voice of every woman he'd ever met merged into one, with so many tones trying to speak over one another. Her ears tilt downward, some measure of sadness in her expression where one might expect joy. &amp;quot;Look around you, love...&amp;quot; Her voice carries such warmth in that one word, but the moment he does look... all of the eyes of those wolves look towards him.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;One by one, each person speaks his name until they begin to run together. So many voices, so many lives he's come to know since taking those steps away from the Gaudium Lords' control. And yet, there is something else, too. The clearing doesn't go on forever, vanishing in the mountains like he might have once remembered. Instead, the light only reaches far enough to encompass the wolves around him. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;quot;They hold you here... they give you strength.&amp;quot; &amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''[[Zia]] has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;At the beginning, there had been that burning, sense-numbing light. It seemed to come from everywhere, tearing him apart from the inside out. Now, there is only blissful darkness. Everything is calm and cool. There is no pain. A breeze blows, carrying with it scents from times long past. It's summer - the way it used to smell back home when he was a boy.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;The darkness gives way to the sound of birds chirping, and laughter. When his eyes finally open, he'd come to find that this isn't exactly the world he remembered. All around him are wolves, but not the ones from his old pack. These are somehow representations of all those he knows now. Everyone he knows takes on some other form here, but he'd recognise them none the less. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;While all around him, these strange phantoms of the real people he knows talk, or play, one figure sits still, watching him. By now, she would be familiar to him as these others. The wind blows through her golden fur, and her ever-changing eyes seem to stare with a longing built over years of waiting. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;quot;You're free now.&amp;quot; The voice of this wolf is strange, as if it were the voice of every woman he'd ever met merged into one, with so many tones trying to speak over one another. Her ears tilt downward, some measure of sadness in her expression where one might expect joy. &amp;quot;Look around you, love...&amp;quot; Her voice carries such warmth in that one word, but the moment he does look... all of the eyes of those wolves look towards him.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;One by one, each person speaks his name until they begin to run together. So many voices, so many lives he's come to know since taking those steps away from the Gaudium Lords' control. And yet, there is something else, too. The clearing doesn't go on forever, vanishing in the mountains like he might have once remembered. Instead, the light only reaches far enough to encompass the wolves around him. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;quot;They hold you here... they give you strength.&amp;quot; &amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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		<title>Lionheart: Created page with &quot;{{Log Header |Date of Scene=2013/05/26 |Location=Fynn - Hotel |Synopsis=After fighting the last of the elemental 'sisters', Skoll and Zia try to ackwardly figure out what they...&quot;</title>
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