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dawnebeth.livejournal.comLife on the Edge
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Dawnwind
Doyle stared at the knife, transfixed. It wasn’t often he saw a weapon of this sort, from this perspective. There were so few military grade knives in England, laws being what they were. He could appreciate an elegant, well made weapon when he came across one, especially so unexpectedly.
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By
Dawnwind
Doyle stared at the knife, transfixed. It wasn’t often he saw a weapon of this sort, from this perspective. There were so few military grade knives in England, laws being what they were. He could appreciate an elegant, well made weapon when he came across one, especially so unexpectedly.
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