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			<title>Official mini/side story of SoK: First Lieutenant Halotene</title>
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			<description>“What brings a Private directly to my chambers at this hour?” bellowed the angry voice of the King of the Equines, Xathiador.  “S-sire,” stuttered the Private as he bowed his head to his front hooves, “M-my apologies; t-two of your men have not r-reported back for duty; and we—we think—we saw s-something earlier at about th-that time.  It was hazy, b-but we th-think it was another horse; not one of ours.  B-blank glowing eyes a-and the l-like.”  The Private gasped for breath after  ...</description>
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