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[fononphase.livejournal.com]

[For once, this hermit isn't selling weird things for his lemonade stand. Somewhere in the quieter places of the dressingroom, where the possibility of population is hopefully zero, there's a Colonel. He was sitting in the middle of the field, staring out to space. It seems he has no interests in anything, but the area before him.

Actually, he was staring at the rows of pumpkins in the field. And maybe a crow or two.]

Hopefully, this spot is more quieter and peaceful. Everywhere else is just noisey.

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[fononphase.livejournal.com]

[Awww. That's why he tried to be funny before. Jade doesn't like going onto the deeper stuff.]

I wonder if my intentions are good ones. My quest for death lead me to fomicry research. Then Dist took my plans and somehow, in the later years, fomicry made you. You, who is destined to save the world.

[Small indifferent shrug.] I thought I had sinned to the point of no return.

[fonicfraccion.livejournal.com]

If it is any comfort to you, I had saved the world before my death.

[fononphase.livejournal.com]

Oh, that's a relief. It seems a majority of Lukes I met are successful.

[fonicfraccion.livejournal.com]

Given the alternative, I don't see how there is much of a choice.

[fononphase.livejournal.com]

Well, as long you're here, live and let live.

[fonicfraccion.livejournal.com]

Indeed I will.

[fononphase.livejournal.com]

[And he's going to look at more pumpkins!]