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survivor
Am I only a survivor? Can I not win, triumph, overcome?? Apparently not. See how she looks at me. I am a failure in her eyes. But, I'm alive.
cello
Of course a cello would be more powerful. It just wouldn't be prudent on the road. If I was a royal bard at a fine castle would be different. But out here... we'd need another horse just to carry it!
weave
To weave the melodies into the web of realities so that we may leave the world a better place. Also: makes the food taste better.
police
Police you rack! No time for sluggards or layabouts! Ready to move out it 1 mark!
musical
Musical was the only way to write. Although singing was of course the easiest way to access the magic, playing an instrument added depth and power. The more complex the instrument, the greater the power. Except bagpipes.
steer
You have about as good a chance as a steer in a bull herd. What does that eve mean? You're going to get your ass kicked, smalls.
probably
I could probably shoot that far. That's not good enough. Either you can, or you can't. I will try. Do. Or die.
silverware
Actual silverware, not carved wood or bone. I felt fumble-fingered and quaint next to the nobles, eating finer food than I had even seen before.
bedside
She knelt by his beside, and forced a smile upon her face. She gazed deep into his blue eyes, growing more fearful at the cloudy glaze of fever.... and something else. Was she too late to save him?
broke
Broke. Nothing. Nada. What am I going to do now? How can I get through the week? The day? I'm going to need a miracle.
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