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James wasn’t sure how much time they had, but a few minutes of brushing Shadow’s mane did her good. She looked more relaxed and relieved. James looked back at Quentin, still standing off by the building.

“Should we check if they found anything, you think?”
Pants are an illusion. And so is death.




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Quentin nodded.

"It seems like a good idea," he agreed.
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I'll go and added the closed tag to this roleplay in a few minutes, but I just wanted to say that this roleplay is no longer accepting new writers!
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James nodded and slipped the brush back into the saddlebag. He walked back over to Quentin and glanced back at him in acknowledgment before opening the door to go back in.
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@TheMulticoloredCyr, want to post next?
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I want to see people turn and writhe; make them feel things they cannot see and sometimes do not know.
— Anna Held