

Devoured 3B-Bane and GriftThe afternoon went on as the three talked about the mysterious murders in Auzwerth. Strauss had stressed the bizarre findings. No blood spilled, no flesh wound on the victims bodies, no murder weapon of any sort, and no signs of resistance. The bodies were all dried up. Consumed. Yet they had just died for two to three days. Strauss then stated, It was beyond our comprehension.Devoured 3B-Bane and Grift
Hearing such remarks, Bane oddly smiled and exclaimed excitingly, clasping his hands together, Quite interesting, I might say. He carefully looked at the two, Well then Sir Strauss, when shall we leave?  


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Berlin. After three days, Sir Markus Strauss arrived at the Councils main office, which is popularly known as The Block. Large brick walls, they called Blockade, surrounds the main structure that is situated at the middle of the square lot. The main office buildings architecture was archaic-gothic, which made the structure looked like a huge courthouse.
Strauss then went straight to The Block, as he walked on the brick-pressed walkway. His mind was full of worries. Thinking, that for three days, another event must have happened. And he is unaware of it. &


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Three days had passed since Strauss left for Berlin; the baron anxiously waits for his return with whomever the Council might send to solve the mystery behind the inhuman murders. The days seemed too long. Too uncomforting. A man, tall and radiant, came one day, as the baron waited at the table of his huge study. He seemed too well dressed for the occasion. His servant, Ludiere, accompanied the untimely guest into the Thirne Manor and to his presence. The mans aura was full of brilliance and power. The baron then gained an interest on his guest. Sire, a man came to speak
daan lang ako
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this is my discrepancy;
my own utter incapacity.
so who am i to point my finger?
who am i to blame?
tagal ko na di nadaan sa DA.
thanks sa add yai!
am looking forward for your devs
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this is my discrepancy;
my own utter incapacity.
so who am i to point my finger?
who am i to blame?
--
I'm with you in Rockland where we are great writers on the same dreadful typewriter - Allen Ginsberg; Howl
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I was born INTELLIGENT
but
EDUCATION ruined me.
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