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Do add it to the library. Your words are the encouragement which will help me do better! Happy reading...!!!!

Without explanation. She copies it to the file.

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group—visible only to him. The photo showed a steaming, top-tier steak, rare and bloody. The caption read: [Even though he had to cross half the territory, he still delivered the fresh kill straight to me. Love you, my Wolf King.] The timestamp? One hour ago. It turned out his "running across half the territory" was to deliver fresh meat to his mistress. On his way back, he just grabbed some cold scraps fit for a stray dog to shut his wife up. I stared at the cold goat’s milk—thick, pungent with that overpowering gamey stench—and felt the irony slap me hard across the face.

"Drykena the Goddess of the Land. You're asking me to—" "Copy it." I looked down at the cracked status screen. For all my life, it was staring me right in the face. A skill just begging to copied. Did Drykena know that this was possible? I doubt it. It was a loophole in the system. If I could copy it, there wouldn't be a limit to what I could copy. The keys appeared by my fingers. Control C, Control V. Nothing. I tried again, and the results were the same. I tried four more times, and each time I added pressure to the keys.

On the screen: a message. Upload scheduled in 6 minutes.Welcome to Gboard clipboard, any text you copy will be saved here.

The door lock creaked, they would open it and I still haven't transferred the video to my cell phone, I looked in my bag for my charger, separating the USB cable from the connector, connecting an external one to the USB input on the laptop and the other to my cell phone, opening my devices folder and copying the videos to it. The door rang again, “Damn, this isn't the key, Josh, now how will I know which one is right?” the technician from earlier commented angrily. Copying files: 50%. “Speed ​​up, Windows, help me.” I pleaded, turning to see the door that would soon be opened. “Who’s in there.” asked another voice, Josh the fool according to his boss... I think. Shut up, Rose. Task completed

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