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Feb 07, 2010 16:43

Unquiet hearts find sweeter rest. No longer does it loom, a pall upon this city. Last vestige of progress' lie, to the depths it goes. And this one wonders, only...

Do you enjoy your taste of larger sky, now the clouds have been plucked aside?

[There is the slight tinkling of delicate metal, movement, likely some worn adornment.]Sure as the wind ( Read more... )

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poweroflegend February 8 2010, 13:21:27 UTC
'Clear to your eyes'. Then you know I would ask you this, m'lady:

Why us?

Zexion mentioned this place calls out to those with remarkable destinies. If that be true, then what for?

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adhiira February 17 2010, 20:30:33 UTC
Your strength, little flame, burns bright than you think, and would cover the world in light if you let it.

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