Save a Life and You Will Save the World

"i have found that the works of 2nd-century mystic judah hasar and his compatriots, written over a span of centuries and published as both the palestinian and babylonian talmud to be indispensable in understanding judaism, as reading the torah is not enough

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Lament of the Moon S&H - Ch.04: Enter the Lowefangs - Ep.01

The painting appeared fairly authentic, the colors seemingly washed out and ragged as a test of time, surviving over three centuries.

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History and the Journey

Servy's family had protected this pack for centuries - keeping them hidden, trading with them, and being their friends.

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New Slave

They sat, stood, lay and posed on pedestals, on beds, on chairs, against poles and even one on an ancient 20th-century motorcycle...

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Bound Into Fact : The Last Dragon

He wielded terrible power so benevolently that he was heeded as the lord of the dragons within the first century. it wasn't surprising that jurad was the first to discover the true gift of the firegod: magic!

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Synthetic Unlife

The memories of what she deemed her "rightful life", around three centuries, replay endlessly, the day she was woken up to tend to the lonely man's home, no more than an in-home cook and cleaning service.

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4 - Contemplations on Divinity [Incomplete]

Darzarath sat inside her enormous library in her lair, her humanoid form resting on a large couch gifted to her by a like-minded noble a couple centuries earlier.

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A Tale of Two Steels (Lorwyn/Phyrexia)

Great forests were felled for furnaces and operation theaters, air clear during the century-day and cold in the century-night now choked with gas and disease.

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Genesis Part One, Skupples

This world was sitting on centuries of hate and policies that never changed as technology and human views evolved.

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An End of an Era

And for centuries i prospered. a bygone age marked by gold. i was content. not long now... leaf and vine, the waters rising; they whisper to me... but they were not. my blood; it boiled.

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End of an Era

And for centuries i prospered. a bygone age marked by gold. i was content. not long now... leaf and vine, the waters rising; they whisper to me... but they were not. my blood; it boiled.

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