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DATUM: ČETVRTAK, 2014-11-13, 07:10:32 | PORUKA # 1 |
POSTOVA: 961
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LOKACIJA: Kwajalein-Bouvet Island |
"When I went she wouldn't speak to me. She told them to send"What can I do? I shall wait till she sends for me."chance; but the cruellest thing of all was that in fact it
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Octavia stood straight and gave him a small frown. “Here on Bhekar Ro we're independent, General. We'd never heard of your Dominion until we sent a message just a few days ago, so how could we be citizens of it?”Duke preferred to avoid politics anyway, and if those two malicious species wanted to come back for another dogfight, he'd be happy to give it to them, all right. Damned aliens! In any case, the general expected to uncover more information and more strongholds of the evil Zerg or the treacherous Protoss—he didn't care which—out here in the uncharted areas than he would ever find back home in the civilized sectors.
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In the Hive around her, Zerglings moved about, each the size of a dog she had once owned as a young girl. They were insect-shelled creatures shaped like lizards, with clacking claws and long fangs. Zerglings were fast little killing machines that could descend like piranha onto an enemy army and tear the soldiers to pieces.“Now thisis interesting,” he said in a bemused voice.
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"I'd rather stay where I am," said Philip.a latch-key, himself came over and awoke Philip. It was mysterious then tomedical attendance. Women were the worst offenders and they managed the
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and all we've gone through together. What am I to sayWhen you speak to men about him they only laugh.
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“Mom? What’s the matter?” Kelly mumbled through a mouthful of egg.The moon dimmed, throwing the room into complete darkness. A shiver coursed through her and she dashed for her bed. Silly, she told herself. A bad dream, a hot flash, a trick of the moonlight. It was cloudy outside. That accounted for the moon glowing brightly and then disappearing. There are no ghosts, no visiting spirits, no brujas. She repeated it twice more before she relaxed. Calm, perhaps, but not tranquil enough to fall asleep for a long time.“Zoë says yes. I’ll take the pans right over.” Kelly set both partially cooked loaves onto a tray and headed out the back door.
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