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The silence that suddenly filled the room was just as deadly as the motion of Lithuania voluntarily strangling himself with the Christmas lights. It hanged like a cloud of mustard gas, uncharacteristically grey as it distilled answers from questions best left unmade. Just as the one he had just given voice to.
Across the room Poland’s
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If you need to put it under a cut, try this :
You have to put it in the HTML form though. I can't wait to read the next few parts.
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But the language, damn it! The language! It's a killer x_X.
Thank you for the heads up and I'll edit it under a cut soon. :D
The rest of the parts are up already here in my journal. I hope you enjoy them when you read them ^_^!
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I'm sorry....
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Believe me, I'm glad you found it as well. Comments feed the starved writing!muse <3.
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Oh Jadwiga... ♥ I did want to show at least a certain reluctance and that's why she keeps telling Pol about her new husband's more tiresome traits ;). I remember seeing a drawing somewhere where she told Poland that Jagiello looked like a bear and both were extremely confused and nervous that she would have to marry a bear.
Thank you for reading this ^0^.
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