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once more, the word smith has laid out the story, now it's up to us to see it for what it was ment as, and to weave it into our own roleplaying. I won't say I can be held to it, cause i know i don't. But there is always time to change........ thanks Mylor.

tis only for my lack of them that i do not shed tears of both joy and laughter at this out flowing of great music and poetry. to all many great thanks for these. Pure joy to read.

*I walk back to the river's side, and find the writing place. The place where many slabs of stone lie, perfect for writing tales of sadness and of hope. Here I write my writings and poems for others to read and hope others add their own, so that the memory of us will remain past time, written upon t...

As I sit next to the river north of dundee, i watch as the ripples roll ever onwards. and as they roll on, i think of the could have been, and the should have been. The sadness that has been laid on this land, but also the simple, but strong hope that is laid upon each of us. The darkness can seem s...

steps up to the door way and wonders inside, taking up a table in a darker corner and orders an ale, than sits to watch, while carving into the table top with my claws