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iv. dictated
Many of you expressed a need to return home for the sake of some great purpose, as if the castle's choosing is not so arbitrary.
Or perhaps it is because we all believe our purpose great.
And, a man's home is his castle.
[ Lucrezia is lying on the snow by the duck pond, hiding from the festivities today. Her white and gold dress serves almost as a disguise, though her blue coat forming a puddle nearby does not. She watches the sky and haltingly hums a song. ]
Or perhaps it is because we all believe our purpose great.
And, a man's home is his castle.
[ Lucrezia is lying on the snow by the duck pond, hiding from the festivities today. Her white and gold dress serves almost as a disguise, though her blue coat forming a puddle nearby does not. She watches the sky and haltingly hums a song. ]
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