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Well done!
M: Elven-rope is as soft as this.
IRON: Nori runs back! It’s well hard.
T: Not acid, and mingles without note. Initially titanium, and six of these helped produce this seventh one.
H: Here without hesitation, reclined; it binds.
-R: Gone to the toilet in slang? Must have been in a hurry, as got mixed up, ran backwards and overshot! Blame the Dark Elf for the result.
I: One emaciated top mingles for this substance.
LEBETHRON: Napoleon’s isle and royal seat? Loses note in confusion for this.
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