The Hard Stuff Rules...

Terminal 3

General


Kah29<995.52.194.63>


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The beasts stopped attacking, running for
their pods. We thought they meant to
surrender, but then the bombardment anew.

The burning air.

We're evacuating to the lowest levels of
the Citadel, but eventually it will reach
us there, too.

I've received a lethal dose. I feel like
the Hf'ra'rkc'tal after his mating dance
ends.


Kah29<995.52.194.63>


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