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Flute and Citole
Her sound functioned in the chorus of onlooker in my defeat. Might the Strumb of Kokopelli danced to the songs of Shiva and Bragi. I smiled days later that my retribution might silence the celebrations of night. I watched four seven days while the celebrations elaborate and expensive laughed at me defeated. Atrophied again I aspired to make my mind as keen as my opponent. The days prior I ate earthy foods and had been massaged by Epione. I ordered twenty Giania fowls to be cooked in olive oil and the flours seasoned that those who were to sup with me could dine while the Victory celebration was being fixed. Or this might be the supper of evening if I were defeated. The day of Epic Extravaganza I robed stood unclothed until those who were to dress me arrived. While waiting a plebian strumpet soured me with her affections to my delight.I loss and lonely re-keened my my to dethrone he who was now championed and celebrated. she washed my feet in wine and dried with her hair. I spat olive seeded whilest being dressed and robed. A blossomed by her dewy kiss I pushed her face from me, in ceremony she would stand there until I were to return. I grappled than to be championed. Upon my return in ceremony I took her hand and bought her to my opponent; and there she denounced him and plagued her loyalty to me. there under the rules of Pankration She became worthy enough to be untroleped and married! All persons here are adult ranging from 25 to 47 in the Times of the Ancient Sholared to be Wise and Labored to be Champions!
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