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Sláinte chugat.
I've been thinkin' about this place, the city an' the castle, and somethin's occurred to me.
Have yer personal beliefs changed since ye appeared here? For example, if ye believed in God, has yer faith wavered?
I've been thinkin' about this place, the city an' the castle, and somethin's occurred to me.
Have yer personal beliefs changed since ye appeared here? For example, if ye believed in God, has yer faith wavered?

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Not so much changed as I've more questions. Makes me a wee bit uncomfortable.
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Good to know! That it hasn't changed I mean.
Now to answer your question, I haven't thought about that until now, but rather than having changed, my beliefs have expanded.
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It sounds a bit too easy, that.
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Well, the way He told it, He meant to come here, but I don't know. I think He took a wrong turn at Albuquerque or something.
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Nothing t'shake you up?
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That didn't last too long. [Effing errantry status when she least expected it.]
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I believe so. However... [It's confusing. As if it weren't confusing enough in her world already.]
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[for obvious reasons]
Jackin ur thread (That's what you get for saying what I was thinking :P)
Come join the party, ye wee scoundrels
fuckin' MacManus party, hell yes
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stompin' all over your party
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This place, 'tis not the afterlife, I've been told. 'tis nothin' like I've seen on Earth. Other people aren't all from Earth. Things I believed, they're different.
I dinnae what t'think of that. Perhaps there's nothin' t'worry about, just another place in th' world. But does it mean I've been wrong all my life?
I've never been a philosopher. 'tis nothing I'm comfortable with. My current belief, an' I'll likely stick with it, is that I'm needed here, just as I was at home. It should be enough.
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