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She took to the veil, loving that its soft silk length perfectly matched their portal in time and space.


Committing yourself to the Temple of the Belly Dancer was not as easy path. It was a vocation for everyone. Some would crumple under the pressure. Some would flee back to their own times and places, but some would stay. Some would be as true blue as their veil.


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The True Blue Tale of the Temple of the Belly Dancer

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