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ACC: Drive and PatienceThe day had started out ordinarily enough for Liz and she'd gone about her morning chores in a thick haze, thinking faintly on other matters and not paying attention to what she was doing. She was, admittedly, the recipient of some rather strange dreams of late, and their sudden influx had her puzzling over their meaning. She'd seen several fantastic apparitions in these dreams but they'd all been rather faint, mostly just impressions of people and places long forgotten. That is, of course, until she'd met (dreamed) of an Assassin with a faint smirk and wearing soldier's garb. The first few times she'd seen the vision, the man had been sitting perched in a tall tree, snow falling quietly around him and his lips had been pulled up in the faintest of smirks- slightly lopsided and everything.
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