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We are the Minute Men. Our sworn duty is to uphold the honor of our Warden of Time, Ouro Kronii. Every aspect of her being, may it be her bountiful chest, her sharp fangs, or her very nice clock, is ours to protect. Gentlemen, take up your arms and fall into line. The battle has begun.
Remember our prayer, brothers.
In her bosom lies the Future, bountiful, malleable, and proud. It always reaches forward.
In her behind sits the Past, always behind her, firmly set, yet must never be forgotten in its sweetness.
And finally, her face. But it’s not that alone which forms the Present. For every last part of her is a Gift.
Amen.