Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20141003213306/@comment-3293219-20141008223836

"Y-Yeah... I know..." Azarath grumbled, bringing his hands up to his eyes and covering them as both hands slid down his face.

"I don't even know what to think about it anymore... Especially when it feels like a memory. I mean, I ain't been married before, I don't even know anyone called Ciara... Don't even know any Altmer, now that I think about it and yet I'm... 'married' to one, every time I go to sleep."

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"It only took you this long to notice?" Covin asked, though he felt the faintest tingle of pride, inside his gut, which he soon doused out with the flannel of self doubt to keep his head in the zone.