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Methos threw his sword aside and sank to his knees waiting. The quickening jolted through his body like lightening in a storm in equal parts pleasure and pain. God he hated the painful part of the quickenings they always left him wrecked.
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Quickenings
lasairfhiona
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"tigriswolf" prompted for the 42 words Theme: Highlander, Methos, lightning
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