Show pageOld revisionsBacklinksBack to top This page is read only. You can view the source, but not change it. Ask your administrator if you think this is wrong. Plans are made to be broken, perfect ideas in boardrooms dissolving in the sands of crisis, of Nassian plight. Without Myathriri, not a single one of you able to catch a glimpse of her in return, you keep going. Speak, blink yourself back to activity and reality and utility. You have missed so much, whilst you were gone. [[turnsheet_sharing:thress:5:fuoco_fatuo|All you can do is ask what you always have.]] turnsheet_sharing/thress/5/spooklight.txt Last modified: 2025/10/23 09:15by gm_maisie