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Edited to add that I'm done for the day, I think. :) Thank you, all.
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Wild Roses:
"the word "_____" is starting to lose all meaning to me now." (Ruadhan and Donel)
"more teeth than I want to face in the morning" (Ruadhan, Hernén)
"a beautiful hide" (Baroness Sidonie Two Rivers)
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His brother was new-returned, and while his horse looked fine, and so did the people behind him, Ruadhan looked tired and grouchy.
The ragged stubble along his cheeks didn't help, of course--never did, both of them grew terrible beards even when they actually tried instead of just neglecting to deal with it--but it wasn't until Donel realised that Ruadhan hadn't shed a guitar case along with the sword on his belt and the rifle tucked into his saddle gear that he started to worry ( ... )
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Also? Augh. Want to know what happened to the guitar. =(
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it sucks not to be have the correct permissions to show concern. =p
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