After years of stories, friendship, and shared history, HNZ has entered its archive era.
Thank you to every member, professor, prefect, shopkeeper, club leader, GM, and admin who helped build this community.
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The funeral had been weird, equal parts solemn and celebratory that left Salem a bit confused. She'd escaped from the stuffy hall the second she saw an opening, not particularly interested in any of the food that had been spread out on the table at the moment. She wasn't quite sure how she was...
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