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She had known Lance for a while now; at least since the Shadow Guard had taken control of the city and their hope, but she couldn’t believe what she was hearing. Her name was Lydia, she was 17 years old, and she was an elf. She lived in the city of Balnoras, which had been the last hope against Durrahn, the wielder of Death’s Eyes. He had taken over Pharincx with little opposition until he came to the main city, but now that he had taken over, all hope seemed lost. Lydia was seeing proof otherwise. “What?” she asked, wondering if she had heard correctly. “I am

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War's NightThe death of old The birth of new The end of night, The sunlight grew They packed their bags, Put on each shoe Lives on Shoulders, Begin anew They linger not, As mothers weep Farewell their sons, This final leap Their trip was long They stopped for none They'd be new men, When day was done They set in boat, In plane, in car Away from home, Away, afar There was no way, Was no knowing Their final day, Near t'was growing Fight for glory, and not for fame Freedom, justice, And country's War's Night
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Final StandThe entire southern lands were a place of blight. The trees were free of leaves and the air was foul. Life was a scarce resource. Everything from shrubbery to animals just seemed to vanish when you passed the border from the land owned by the empire. Here, the land itself was dead, gray and charred from the evil that is concentrated by Durrahn’s dark army. No creature could be supported by these cursed lands, and those who travel make it for nary a week.
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Sun Apr 26, 2009, 3:13 PM

The last post was from all that time ago?
Makes seem like some osrt of emo orsomething.
Just updating for anyone that reads(Aka no one)
I'm just fine now. Still tormented by love, but that will take some time.
I no longer worry about it as much, and hopefully that will stay the same.

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Favourite movie: Top Secret
Favourite band or musician: The Beatles, The Cure
Favourite genre of music: Rock
Favourite poet or writer: Richard A Knaak
Favourite photographer: Ansel Adams
Operating System: Mac or Windows
MP3 player of choice: iPod
Favourite game: Elder Scrolls IV: Oblivion
Favourite gaming platform: Wii
Favourite cartoon character: Freakazoid
Personal Quote: I keep falling in love and no one ever catches me on the way down...
Tools of the Trade: Pencil, Paper, Camera