Finished with time to spare. Another day I might push it to 1500, but has cleaning that needs to be done.
Topped 30,000 words, just about done with this story. Woot!
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Thirty minutes later, the first groups of returning fighters entered the parking lot. It was a mixed group, some he recognized (something about the way the moon fell on them) as part of Clan Luna. The others, some stumbling along with their hands behind their backs, some carried over someone's shoulder, weren't. Prisoners, then.