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Dear journal, and all of you who also read these entries;

During one of my many walks through the city as a way to clear my mind and think of how to promote the spirit of revolution, I found myself facing what can only be described as a most adorable cuddly ball of flesh and fur. Taken in by its powerful eyes and fiery spirit, I have decided to bring Marie Antoinette with me: he is now the provisional second-in-command for New Moore's Joui forces, until I am once again reunited with Elizabeth.





Isn't that just adorable??

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[onstandby]

Let me tell you of our meeting-

I was running down the street, trying to avoid the pouring rain that was crashing down on me. I couldn't help but curse my fate - I didn't even have an umbrella! That was when I saw Marie Antoinette: lying, miserable and wet, in a cardboard box, as if hoping that the rain would wet him less if he kept his head down. Our eyes met, and electricity ran through me - I knew then that our history would be connected forever.

[unmasking]

Well, at least he's a stray.

[onstandby]

Indeed! A stray, who walked into our lives to find a home, and bring us closer together!

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I am not cuddling with you.

[onstandby]

Not even in spirit?

[unmasking]

What does "in spirit" entail?

[onstandby]

A firm, strong union of our souls.