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  <title>Vera</title>
  <subtitle>Vera</subtitle>
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    <name>Vera</name>
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  <updated>2006-12-21T22:33:53Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:drythineeyes:1256</id>
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    <title>(04);</title>
    <published>2006-12-21T22:33:53Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-21T22:33:53Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;i&gt;[furiously scribbled]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't mean to worry anyone, but does anyone know a good doctor in Aveen, Azurane or near there? I have read up on some medical procedures; but trying to deal with the glass embedded in Yali's arm is...well, beyond anything I can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Written in Azuranian]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there a doctor near or in Aveen, Azurane?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:drythineeyes:925</id>
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    <title>(03);</title>
    <published>2006-10-29T16:59:47Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-29T16:59:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;[Private]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;I want to cry.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[Filter: Tiiaverne]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...How are you doing?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:drythineeyes:599</id>
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    <title>(02);</title>
    <published>2006-08-27T16:21:50Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-27T16:21:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;[Filter: self, in Falanian]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems like the journal is okay to touch again but, it's odd...I swear I should have no skin on my fingers. They don't even &lt;i&gt;hurt&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calm, Vera...Be Calm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[Filter: public]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This may sound a bit forward, but did anyone have...a strange dream last night? Or if not that, did their journals react in some odd way, like becoming hot to the touch?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:drythineeyes:463</id>
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    <title>(01);</title>
    <published>2006-08-21T14:23:54Z</published>
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    <content type="html">I'm going to have to wash my robe; some rude child pushed me into the mud while I was out preaching. But it's alright, it's not the first time this has happened, at least when I told him to please not do that he sincerely apologized...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resumed language lessons with my fellow priestesses as well. In the week since our last lesson, I think they've forgotten everything I tried to teach them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only one interested potential convert today, the other priestesses and I are thrilled. Also collected eight copper coins in alms today--no journals dropped in the basket like yesterday though. [smiley face drawn here]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what my old friends in Faline are up to? I haven't received any letters in a month.</content>
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