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Softfoot moves behind her prey - no sound. He stands oblivious gazing into the distance between his soul and Sovngarde: in short, closer than he thinks.
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Aug 9, 2014
Aug 9, 2014 at 3:02 PM UTC
To Sovngarde
Softfoot moves behind her prey - no sound. He stands oblivious gazing into the distance between his soul and Sovngarde: in short, closer than he thinks.
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Aug 9, 2014
Aug 9, 2014 at 3:02 PM UTC
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