Equinox

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I put a porcelain cup on the table and looked above the treetops: the look of Nebet's rings on blue sly returned my memories about childhood when we all were full of hope and careless. Phrases about responsibility were true - having a small fleet and civilians under your command and figuring out our loss may bring Nomads to complete victory was a huge burden.
But who says we are going to give up? Nobody. And we won't.

- No need to thank me - it's our job to apply fresh members to the Order lines. Besides, I never regretted accepting you - your actions are surprisingly amazing and nobody in High Command wouldn't be grateful. Well, let's change the topic. Have you some pleasant memories of your childhood? I want to suggest sharing them with each other.

William was born and raised in Liberty, so his vision on childhood might be really different from hispanic women. He took up a cup and made another sip marveling its taste.