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 Posted: Wed Jul 21, 2010 10:44 am
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Posted: Wed Aug 25, 2010 10:00 pm
Looking out at the battlefields, Thomas the Black thought about the many wars that had gone on here; however long ago they were. He saw beauty in the serene grass, the broken wire fences that stopped citizens from desecrating these lands. And just as the next thought was rolling into his head, he felt his sister jump on his back, her giggling bringing a smile to his strong, tanned face. "Lianna! These is a sacred place yet you find time to jump around."
Smiling at her older brother, Lianna rubbed his long blonde hair. "And we have to cross it to get to the Fey. All because i have some sort of destiny." Jumping off his back, the young mage held her staff as she looked at the ancient field. "To think, that the war might be drawn upon this soil. So close to our home..."
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