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“The Resistance Creed” The poem just never seemed to end. After more than two hours of trying to cram a few stanzas of the blasted Creed-code into their heads, Char and Saura were already stricken with terrible headaches. “Ho, oh, miracle? Lessons learned and… lives retold,” Saura recited. “Something, something… It’s the way we live by what we know,” Char answered. “Well, apparently we don’t know this poem,” Saura grumbled, rubbing his forehead against the wall. “I don’t know how everyone else gets it. It just… doesn’t make any sense.&rdquo