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Last seen on Oct 22 1:21 PM 2006.
Member since March 25, 2006.
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George woke aching. His head pounded, his neck was sore, and his back groaned at the slightest movement. It felt as though every dragon slayer ever born had decide
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"What did you do?" "It was an elemental." He said, looking into the depths of his teacup, frowning as though there were a storm in it. Mnemosyne was shocked; he
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He made sure that he stayed ahead of her, preventing her from asking further questions as they approached a small cottage near the edge of the village towards the crossroads. &
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Mnemosyne broke the crust of the staling bread and felt the insides, dry and brittle, crumble at her touch. She pulled off a mouthful and dipped it deep into the tepid bo
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