[Have some fumbling Discedo as the audio turns on and you can hear the ainu shaman muttering to himself as the pcitire focuses on his face and the skyline behind him.]

...better this way. She didn't even know who I was. [insert sigh here] Besides how embarrassing is to say you're terrified of a little g-...wait when the hell did this th-waaaahhh!

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If anyone compares this to snow, don't. I love snow, I lived with it all my days, and burning hot ash is not worth comparing it to. For one, real snow does not burn you, stick to you, choke you or make you sick, unless you of course end up lying in too long and catch cold, or say take a half pike off a really steep slope and end up miscalculating ( Read more... )