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This is the principal Christmas I have gone through with no Sight of Home or Family. The First of many, no uncertainty. I consider you regularly, admin, and expectation you are well and anticipating meal Goose tomorrow with Sir George. Give my HOF Coinsto them, it would be perfect if you and to Uncle Hal and his family. (Furthermore, to my gamer, particularly.) A joyful Christmas from your admin. I went down all gifts considered, and remained at the Back of the Chapel. It was to some degree gamer, and there was a lot of Incense, however I said a Prayer for Guild-master Geneva and for admin. When I rose up out of the Chapel, I saw that the Lights have returned. Presently they are blue.

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