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Post by Leshana Tremayne on Aug 25, 2008 12:18:44 GMT -5
Leshana stands upon a hill over looking the valley her kingdom rests in. Memories flash in her mind, memories of her friend, her beloved people and those few who have dared to cross her... Her lips curve in a gentle smile, she shifts her weight, Her armor glints in the sunlight. Her long blond hair braided down her back, a simple silver circlet sits upon her head, that too reflects the sun light. She closes her eyes and breaths deep, trying to settle her nerves. Behind her, her life long companion waits for her silently.. His scales shimmering brightly in the morning light. His large body resting on the hill soaking in the suns warmth.
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Post by Séreméla on Oct 16, 2008 14:55:52 GMT -5
(I regret not going back to get this link when I got my new computer acount.) Séreméla walked up besid her old frind and plased a hand on her sholder as Sîr stood behind her wings folded back. "It realy is beautifull." She said with a friendy smiled. "I think if I were unabole to retern to my own small country for what ever reson I would wish to stay here."
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