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Curtana at 05:46, 24 March 2009

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Couramance at forty-five was still a fine-looking woman. Maybe magic had played a little part in it, but it was the end result that mattered. As she passed through the crowd at the party, she still turned more than a few heads.

She had her sights set on one young man in particular that night. Tall, broad-shouldered, and none too bright – just the way she liked them. She could feel his eyes on her as she approached, and she savoured his gaze like wine.

"Hello, Halden of Gouge. I do believe you've grown since the last time I saw you."

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−	[[Couramance]] at forty-five was still a fine-looking woman. Maybe magic had played a little part in it, but it was the end result that mattered. As she passed through the crowd at the party, she still turned more than a few heads.	+	[[Couramance Silveira\|Couramance]] at forty-five was still a fine-looking woman. Maybe magic had played a little part in it, but it was the end result that mattered. As she passed through the crowd at the party, she still turned more than a few heads.

	She had her sights set on one young man in particular that night. Tall, broad-shouldered, and none too bright – just the way she liked them. She could feel his eyes on her as she approached, and she savoured his gaze like wine.		She had her sights set on one young man in particular that night. Tall, broad-shouldered, and none too bright – just the way she liked them. She could feel his eyes on her as she approached, and she savoured his gaze like wine.

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-Couramance at forty-five was still a fine-looking woman. Maybe magic had played a little part in it, but it was the end result that mattered. As she passed through the crowd at the party, she still turned more than a few heads.
+[[Couramance]] at forty-five was still a fine-looking woman. Maybe magic had played a little part in it, but it was the end result that mattered. As she passed through the crowd at the party, she still turned more than a few heads.
 She had her sights set on one young man in particular that night. Tall, broad-shouldered, and none too bright – just the way she liked them. She could feel his eyes on her as she approached, and she savoured his gaze like wine.
-"Hello, Halden of Gouge. I do believe you've grown since the last time I saw you."
+"Hello, [[Halden of Gouge]]. I do believe you've grown since the last time I saw you."
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