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Post by Marcus Junius Brutus on Jul 9, 2005 23:11:28 GMT -5
*here Caesar meets with friends or politictians without the formalities of the Throne Room, and also a place for him to come and relax among his books and maps...*
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Post by Calpurnia on Dec 31, 2005 19:05:43 GMT -5
*Calpurnia entered the stdy...her was was pale white...her clothes rustled softly...the only sound to break the heavy silence in the room..*
*the desolate woman went to the desk of her late husband...and sat before it...as her skin touch the leather and soft fabric of the seat...she sobbed...resting her head against the wooden table and stretching her hands over the papers left there, a quill and ink bottle smashed to the floor and she held on to the papers beneath her fingers as if they would keep her on the earth...her sobs soft...and the sound of her heart breaking was almost audible in the air...*
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