| Kassia Grace Frost-McKenzie ( |
Kassia was starting to wonder if cryptic and obtuse was something Atlantean children learned in school; this guy spoke like her Father, who spoke like all his advisers, who were all cryptic and obtuse.
"Fabulous," she grumbled and tried to tie her hair up. It was hot and she was miserable. It wouldn't be long until she was entirely sapped of strength. What then? How could she fight anyone if she were weak? "I'm in Hell with my ow private War Games. So, spirit guide, do I go to the fight or does it come to me?"
"Fabulous," she grumbled and tried to tie her hair up. It was hot and she was miserable. It wouldn't be long until she was entirely sapped of strength. What then? How could she fight anyone if she were weak? "I'm in Hell with my ow private War Games. So, spirit guide, do I go to the fight or does it come to me?"
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