The Final Stand 2 - Welcome To Chicago

It was the strangest week she ever had, and even in her waking moments it still felt as if she were in some sort of lucid dream.

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My Sword, My Clan 33 - My Friend and Nemesis

"not when somebody is guiding them, like a lucid dream. why did she talk to us though?"

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