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... left early, or were shamed into quiet meditation by those who are. The faint din of the outer sect can be heard in this silence, giving a feeling of remoteness.
After a quick shower I put on my Priestess Robes and head down to make breakfast. Or maybe it’s lunch by now? The kitchen is all but deserted, one lone cook looking like an unfortunate kitchen Omega back in my old pack.
"Nobody else made it?" I ask with sympathy.
"Nobody. I’ve got breakfast ready though, for 35 s ...
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