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DATUM: SRIJEDA, 2014-11-12, 23:53:03 | PORUKA # 1 |
POSTOVA: 961
STATUS: OFFLINE
LOKACIJA: Kwajalein-Bouvet Island |
General Duke and Alpha Squadron ignored him.Octavia remembered that last night so clearly. She had been suffering from one of her occasional migraines and a dire sense of unreasonable foreboding. Her mother had sent the teenage girl to bed early, where Octavia had had terrible nightmares.They might all be dead in a few hours.
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himself up to thinking deliberately of the matter which was in his mind
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But the ravenous alien invaders did not need to rest.Sarah Kerrigan found them beautiful, just as a mother would view any of her precious children. She stroked the gleaming greenish hide of the nearest Zergling. In response, it ran its claws over her own nearly indestructible skin, then dusted her with the feathery touch of its fangs, a caress that might have been fondness. . . .
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and Griffiths knew how passionately devoted he was to Mildred: he mightmingled feelings; he was envious of his brother because he could afford tolittle thrill of self-satisfaction, of duty, charity, and truthfulness.
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Unless the thing had some value to it. Emperor Mengsk never reacted too spontaneously. What if this alien “thing” was actually something important, something he shouldn't ignore? It could be a new threat, something sinister left by the Zerg or the Protoss, strange races that still brought fear to his heart, evenSummoning his surly anger to combat a paralyzing blast of fear, Rastin lunged into his shack and grabbed an old blunderbuss projectile launcher, a pellet weapon that he used for picking off rodents that ate too many of his stores. He came out and held up the weapon, gritting his teeth in defiance.
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those old legends with which nurses used to frighten our childhood, of
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