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DATUM: ČETVRTAK, 2014-11-13, 03:46:56 | PORUKA # 1 |
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Slowly, the face of the Zergling slid down the faceplate, its torso bumping against Ardo’s arms.He liked those autumn nights when he could leave his world behind by staring up into that rich darkness. God had put pinpricks in the dome of the night, he imagined, so that His light could shine through. As a child he had searched the stars, hoping to see through to the other side and catch some glimpse of this Creator. He had never stopped looking, even though he had reached his nineteenth birthday and had thought himself too mature for such things.
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