Sage
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Post by Sage on Apr 9, 2009 16:16:19 GMT -5
It feels like the grave.......hollow and barren, silent in the mists of time. Where one cannot travel in company, the tendrils of sorrow creeping up and winding about their legs. Where Death is ever looming, the warmest hand in an endless feild of ice. Woe be upon thee, traveler of the dark abyss, you teeter on the brink of an eternity of solitude and misfortune. Woe be upon those that step light of foot and heart and mind, for despair wraps around you in ever tightening caress. And woe be upon thee who embaraces that final grasp, for sorrowful be your days, your dissapointment awaits.
Step warily, the darkness lies all about you, you walk along the blade's edge. Great riches lie in store for those who make it through this dark abode, but those that sup with the mighty must first climb the path of daggers.
You have been warned.....
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Post by Wander on Apr 9, 2009 16:58:17 GMT -5
Hiiiiiiiiii
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Post by Sage on Apr 11, 2009 22:09:22 GMT -5
Hello................Now, to test something , muuahahahahaha! -hack cough gurgle- I mean....nah, I mean what I say, muuuahahahahaha?
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