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DATUM: ČETVRTAK, 2014-11-13, 01:01:15 | PORUKA # 1 |
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down too, and besides, the captains and the first mates like a
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Then he heard it, too. The distant wail, rising and falling across the fields.
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"You are my wife; you are dearer to me than anyone in the world.in the painter than in his pictures), and she invented a
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Xerana, like the others of the Dark Templar, had been banished from Protoss society, exiled from their beloved homeworld of Aiur. When the Protoss Judicator class had commanded that all members of their race must join the way of the Khala, a telepathic union that connected the Protoss in a sea of thought, the Dark Templar had refused to follow. They became outcasts, persecuted because they feared the Khala would strip away their individuality, melding them into an overall subconscious mind.
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One of the tanks exploded, spraying life-support liquid and boiled chunks of gray matter onto the corridor walls. The other Dragoon fell over on its side, four legs twitching and thrashing, like a bug that had been drowned in insecticide.They scrambled down the rough, steep slope. The battlefield valley itself continued to throb and glow. AA few hardy farmers were already out trying to salvage what they could. Gandhi and Liberty Ryan, sweating in their overalls, worked hard to erect protective bubbles over the seedlings, assisted by their adopted hand, Brutus Jensen, and three children of their own. The family members were too tired even to talk to one another as they went about their labors. Brutus Jensen managed to give them a half-hearted wave, while the Ryans could barely nod.
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He could not remember how they got into town.Ardo grabbed the handle on the battered metal case and turned, grinning, toward Sergeant Littlefield. “That was one amazing rescue, eh, Sarge?”“The towers have a lock! Weapons release!”
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