Post by Tierre Admin on Jan 25, 2009 21:29:22 GMT -5
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In a well-known land, lies a story of devious, twisted minds. Minds of which cannot be broken unless their soul was perloined from their burly figures. Each day, their ultimate fate shall be changed with every, minuscule decision their head wanders through. Even the Great Leaders don't know where their life is going to take them, or let alone the direction it will be coming from. Though the direction has already been decided. Myths of standing creatures had been dwelling these lands for decades, and gradually becoming more and more detailed. Rumors of creatures with weapons at the end of their limbs that are able to pick up and use everything. There is a hate that has supposedly been seen in their eyes, a hate for contest.
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Will the standing rumors become a reality? What if every green acre becomes a scrap of uselessness? What if ... our souls were extracted from our very bodies, never to be returned? You better hide, or run ... or even face it. It's coming, the wall of strife is coming to consume you and your future. Will instinct get the better of you?[/b]
Curiosity killed the cat. Not the mustang.[/size]
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