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     my gratitude not only through
                   the whip and orders but also through trust                           .
                                                  ,
                   And as she left, she thought to herself, "Oh well."
                   careful. Waves that are too deep may one day reveal
                                            ,
                                                               :
                               ,
                                                                       ,
                   your weaknesses                                           .
                                         .
                                  Wings of Illusion
                    Time passed. I chose more and more
                                            often
                                      .
                   transformations More and more often I remained in
                   these                       .
                   worlds longer than I intended My slaves
                                            ,
                                                                           .
                   visited the game less and less and that only
                   played into my hands I was in no hurry
                   return. I was drawn further                                      .
                                                       .
                                             .
                   Once I found myself in a situation that
                   It resembled a forgotten legend                      ,   something
                   between                                                        -
                   the forest of dreams and the airy temple
                   A light mist swirled at my feet, and above                              .
                   head, in the boundless sky,
                                                                          ,
                   creatures resembling mythical birds                                      .
                                                                       ,
                                    ,
                        s
                   And it is here, in this delicate, tremulous
                           e
                             r
                                u
                                  t
                                     a
                   space, I experienced a new transformation
                                                                            ,
                                               ,
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                                             ,
                                             .
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