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Death did not play favorites—He loved all equally. What you cannot escape, you must fight what you cannot fight, you must endure . The god's voice—not quite words, just a thread of meaning laid in my receptive mind—
Lilith Saintcrow
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Lilith Saintcrow
Age: 48
Born: 1976
Born: January 1
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Lili St. Crow
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