||DATUM: ČETVRTAK, 2014-11-13, 08:59:33 | PORUKA # 1|
LOKACIJA: Kwajalein-Bouvet Island
|you. I'm a different woman from the one you loved. I'm not the Margaret |
FOLLOWING THE BRIGHT PATH PAINTED ONTO THE surface of the artifact by the Ghost's special laser, the tactical nuclear warheads plunged down through the hazy storm-breeding skies of Bhekar Ro. They were like lightning bolts hurled from the heavens by an angry god.“All right, I'm here,” Octavia said out loud, not knowing whether the alien presence could comprehend her language. “What do you want?” She needed to know if this stranger could help her, if it could give the settlers some way to fight off this three-way invasion—Zerg, Protoss, and even the Terran military.And Lars was gone. Not even a shadow remained.
was grateful to me, and he used to pour into my sympatheticdevotion he had lavished upon her. He spoke to her of the
Without a word of farewell, the Dark Templar scholar wrapped herself in shadows again, vanished from sight, and made her way back to her own ship.
The rest of the drawerвЂ™s contents consisted of important things like a two-year-old TV Guide and four restaurant takeout menus from Seattle along with random bits of memorabiliaвЂ”a small diary like an adolescent might keep, birthday cards, news clippings, a Christmas ornament, a snowflake cut from paper and sprinkled with glitter and a blue baby bootie. Surprised that Adams hadnвЂ™t taken those things, Sam pushed the little items to one corner and picked up the diary.вЂњI need to ask your son a few questions,вЂќ Beau said. вЂњAnd IвЂ™ll need a sample of his DNA.вЂќ He pulled one of those little self-contained swab kits from his pocket.
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