Post by atlanta on Mar 25, 2007 17:00:09 GMT -5
the ebonite stag made a lofty stride over the realms, his features blended slightly with the dark back drop only to be brought out again by the moons glow, his od reached the highest point untill it came crashing, his deep baritones cry oiut to the night claiming tem for his own.
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Lunbargh
When the moon hits these lands they glow with an almost poetic sense of light, in the day it is just as wonderful but the keeper favors the dark, the creek runs trough here , as some woods surround it.
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Lunbargh
When the moon hits these lands they glow with an almost poetic sense of light, in the day it is just as wonderful but the keeper favors the dark, the creek runs trough here , as some woods surround it.