"Weyland, dear... the way to free me is to convince a god that he does not need me anymore, or to take the keys from these manacles from their guardian. And even of I am freed that way, what would prevent him from locking me again?" Oh, look... her touch makes a thin layer of frost appear on his hands.
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Date: 2008-10-05 03:03 am (UTC)