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third. backdated to 4/july.
[Connor has been perched in his window for some time, carefully observing all these noisy explosions down in the city. He has no idea what's going on, but nobody seems to be panicking, so...
Eventually, he opens up his journal to dictate.]
What is the purpose of these explosions? Does anyone know? Is this normal?
Eventually, he opens up his journal to dictate.]
What is the purpose of these explosions? Does anyone know? Is this normal?
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This world is where this god is powerful, and it can do anything it likes. Perhaps this is why it took us here to begin with, if it has no power in the places where we all belong.
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[By the noncommittal tone in his voice, it should be pretty clear he hasn't made up his mind about that yet.]
What do you think?
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[Anyway...] I do not think I asked your name the last time we spoke. I am Connor.
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[Because he figures having a good sense of direction is also useful!]
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Do you think so? I am not a mapmaker, but I hope I will still be able to help.
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