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	"First, you must know the one Truth. Terranis holds, forever."		"First, you must know the one Truth. Terranis holds, forever."

	A few hours later, Sister Sara returned to her quarters, an odd feeling in her stomach. She ~~lied~~ down on her cot, thoughts bouncing through her head. It was just a silly little legend that these Guardsmen told themselves...but there was that look in that woman's eyes. Peace, conviction, certainty, and...well...faith.		A few hours later, Sister Sara returned to her quarters, an odd feeling in her stomach. She lay down on her cot, thoughts bouncing through her head. It was just a silly little legend that these Guardsmen told themselves...but there was that look in that woman's eyes. Peace, conviction, certainty, and...well...faith.

	She tried to remember the last time she saw that gaze of faith and belief in one of her sister's eyes.		She tried to remember the last time she saw that gaze of faith and belief in one of her sister's eyes.

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Entry Seven A

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	''Administratum Note: The following transmissions were received independently with distinct identification markers, all apparently following the events of the previous transmission. For the sake of completeness, all three have been archived here and an investigation of their authenticity is ongoing.''		''Administratum Note: The following transmissions were received independently with distinct identification markers, all apparently following the events of the previous transmission. For the sake of completeness, all three have been archived here and an investigation of their authenticity is ongoing.''
	====Entry Seven A====		====Entry Seven A====
	She died in front of me.		She almost died in front of me.

	I don't know how it happened, but somehow, one of the enemies of the Imperium managed to get an artillery strike on the parade grounds. They must have managed to raid a supply dump for the shells; they were standard Krieg toxic gas. Apparently they found a makeshift launcher near the Hive covered in Chaos runes. I don't, I don't…		I don't know how it happened, but somehow, one of the enemies of the Imperium managed to get an artillery strike on the parade grounds. They must have managed to raid a supply dump for the shells; they were standard Krieg toxic gas. Apparently they found a makeshift launcher near the Hive covered in Chaos runes. I don't, I don't…
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	68th Krieg Field Artillery – Saghalain		68th Krieg Field Artillery – Saghalain
	Autoscribe #303440288		Autoscribe #303440288

	====Entry Seven B====		====Entry Seven B====
	How did it come to this? I wasn’t a bad student in the Schola. Those posters I wrote in the Ministry ended up on walls all through the Segmentum. I’m sure I could have had my old, safe job back if I’d just kept my head down a little longer. That face, though, that haunting face would never leave my head. Those eyes, imploring me through the lenses were just––what could I have done.		How did it come to this? I wasn’t a bad student in the Schola. Those posters I wrote in the Ministry ended up on walls all through the Segmentum. I’m sure I could have had my old, safe job back if I’d just kept my head down a little longer. That face, though, that haunting face would never leave my head. Those eyes, imploring me through the lenses were just––what could I have done.

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68's solution part II

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	The enginseers and Tech Priests used complicated words and terms as they busied about. Talking part in gothic, part in those clicks and buzzes. Krieg Commander 68 had a better idea of what was going on using more simple terms.		The enginseers and Tech Priests used complicated words and terms as they busied about. Talking part in gothic, part in those clicks and buzzes. Krieg Commander 68 had a better idea of what was going on using more simple terms.

	Basically, the Machine Spirit of the Vitae Wombs, and possibly the Emperor himself, were looking upon the genetic ~~coup~~ of the people of Terranis. Gazing deep into its essence and even their soul. Holding it up to comparison against the glorious spirit of the Krieg. Measuring it, testing it, and seeing if the soul of Terranis could be used to strengthen the soul of Krieg. That Terranis was worthy enough to infuse Krieg with enough spirit to enable these old relics to create new life.		Basically, the Machine Spirit of the Vitae Wombs, and possibly the Emperor himself, were looking upon the genetic soup of the people of Terranis. Gazing deep into its essence and even their soul. Holding it up to comparison against the glorious spirit of the Krieg. Measuring it, testing it, and seeing if the soul of Terranis could be used to strengthen the soul of Krieg. That Terranis was worthy enough to infuse Krieg with enough spirit to enable these old relics to create new life.

	68 closed his eyes, not that anyone could tell with his mask on, and placed his hand on the egg-like bulge on the machine. He believed in Terranis. He knew that they were worthy. They had never faulted in their faith in the Emperor; they built up their cities as fortresses, equal to the ones here. He had stared into the eyes of his 'son-in-law' and saw a quiet determination, a strength that said that here was a man that would stand and hold...if not for the Emperor, if not for his home, if not for his life, not even for the girl he loved with his entire being...but that he would hold...because that was what a human did.		68 closed his eyes, not that anyone could tell with his mask on, and placed his hand on the egg-like bulge on the machine. He believed in Terranis. He knew that they were worthy. They had never faulted in their faith in the Emperor; they built up their cities as fortresses, equal to the ones here. He had stared into the eyes of his 'son-in-law' and saw a quiet determination, a strength that said that here was a man that would stand and hold...if not for the Emperor, if not for his home, if not for his life, not even for the girl he loved with his entire being...but that he would hold...because that was what a human did.

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External Links

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	*[http://archive.easymodo.net/cgi-board.pl/tg/thread/11997535 Current thread. Recently resumed]		*[http://archive.easymodo.net/cgi-board.pl/tg/thread/11997535 Current thread. Recently resumed]

	(Quick note from a reader: Thank, whoever you are, for writing all this. It's made my life a little brighter)		(Quick note from a reader: Thank you, whoever you are, for writing all this. It's made my life a little brighter)

	[[Category:Warhammer 40,000]]		[[Category:Warhammer 40,000]]

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	[[Category:Stories]]		[[Category:Stories]]
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	Terranis Holds. Forever.		Terranis Holds. Forever.

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	*[http://archive.easymodo.net/cgi-board.pl/tg/thread/11997535 Current thread. Recently resumed]		*[http://archive.easymodo.net/cgi-board.pl/tg/thread/11997535 Current thread. Recently resumed]

			(Quick note from a reader: Thank, whoever you are, for writing all this. It's made my life a little brighter)

	[[Category:Warhammer 40,000]]		[[Category:Warhammer 40,000]]

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External Links: Dead Link

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	*[http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/11751007 Fourth thread, where the stories are revived... and go nuts]		*[http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/11751007 Fourth thread, where the stories are revived... and go nuts]
	*[http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/11771409 Fifth thread, where the legacy of Terranis starts (Listed as 'Return of Krieg Writefaggotry part deuce' on suptg).]		*[http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/11771409 Fifth thread, where the legacy of Terranis starts (Listed as 'Return of Krieg Writefaggotry part deuce' on suptg).]
	*[http://archive.~~foolz~~.us/tg/thread/11797458 Krieg Writefaggotry, Gas masks forever (Part 3 ~~on Easymodo)~~]		*[http://archive.4plebs.org/tg/thread/11797458 Krieg Writefaggotry, Gas masks forever Part 3]
	*[http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/11829901 Krieg Writefaggotry, part 4]		*[http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/11829901 Krieg Writefaggotry, part 4]
	*[http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/11918758 Krieg Writefaggotry, part 5]		*[http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/11918758 Krieg Writefaggotry, part 5]

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The Warp Hath No Fury...

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	Inquisitor,		Inquisitor,

	I know this is highly unprofessional, but lately I've found that I've been shirking my routine duties and spending more time with Sam. It was just small things at first, like taking short detours to the armory or the gas mask supplier for little errands she had to carry out. It soon escalated to having meals together and now we spend almost every night in Basilisk. Apparently her main draw is the piano player who works there, who always plays this song called Regentropfen at closing time. She'd wrap her arms around mine and tear up whenever that haunting melody played. I swear, every time she does that, my augmetic heart briefly shorts out. I have to remember to obtain a recording of that song, whenever possible. She seems to really love it.		I know this is highly unprofessional, but lately, I've found that I've been shirking my routine duties and spending more time with Sam. It was just small things at first, like taking short detours to the armory or the gas mask supplier for little errands she had to carry out. It soon escalated to having meals together and now we spend almost every night in Basilisk. Apparently, her main draw is the piano player who works there, who always plays this song called Regentropfen at closing time. She'd wrap her arms around mine and tear up whenever that haunting melody played. I swear, every time she does that, my augmetic heart briefly shorts out. I have to remember to obtain a recording of that song, whenever possible. She seems to really love it.

	We spent the remainder of my stay on Terranis doing seemingly random, but fulfilling tasks. Replacing damaged Chimera engines, ranging artillery, fortifying fixed positions, assembling weapons, the works. And every time I'd get bored or frustrated, Sam would come help me with a reassuring smile. I mean, I can't stay ~~made~~ whenever I look at that face and those beautiful green eyes.		We spent the remainder of my stay on Terranis doing seemingly random, but fulfilling tasks. Replacing damaged Chimera engines, ranging artillery, fortifying fixed positions, assembling weapons, the works. And every time I'd get bored or frustrated, Sam would come help me with a reassuring smile. I mean, I can't stay mad whenever I look at that face and those beautiful green eyes.

	Well, this hasn't gone unnoticed. Zarael, while passing by us, muttered something about me "being so weak as to be corrupted by that heretical bitch". Sam heard it too and HEADBUTTED him in the face!		Well, this hasn't gone unnoticed. Zarael, while passing by us, muttered something about me "being so weak as to be corrupted by that heretical bitch". Sam heard it too and HEADBUTTED him in the face!
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	Then I realize that the mask actually IS mine. She had been wearing it as her own this entire time! I offer to get her a replacement, but she shakes her head and says, "But this is the one you gave me!"		Then I realize that the mask actually IS mine. She had been wearing it as her own this entire time! I offer to get her a replacement, but she shakes her head and says, "But this is the one you gave me!"

	And... that settled it. We spent the rest of the day going from armory to armory trying to find a mask repair specialist. It was a rather high end Inquisitorial-issue mask, so I had to pay a small fortune in thrones to have it fixed, but the look on Sam's face when she got it back made it all worthwhile.		And... that settled it. We spent the rest of the day going from armory to armory trying to find a mask repair specialist. It was a rather high-end Inquisitorial-issue mask, so I had to pay a small fortune in thrones to have it fixed, but the look on Sam's face when she got it back made it all worthwhile.

	Meanwhile, other Astartes found out about Zarael's little run in with Sam. To this day, they have still not let him live that down.		Meanwhile, other Astartes found out about Zarael's little run-in with Sam. To this day, they have still not let him live that down.

	===Bad News===		===Bad News===