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Post by pinkstorm on Jun 13, 2008 13:22:21 GMT -5
Bheeracheeon stood on the Cloudtop Crevass, staring at the Aruumia beacons which stand in the shadowy depths of the Titans of Lunar Darkness territory, he sighed with a great exale, he was getting on in his years, but he knew he would never die, he was alone.
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Post by ~Rougeia~ on Jun 14, 2008 4:50:20 GMT -5
Rougeia was hovering above her Leader. She swooped down to greet him. "Good evening, Bheeracheeon. How goes it?" she said with a slight smile. She followed his gaze into the Titan's territory. 'Scary' she thought to herself.
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Post by pinkstorm on Jun 14, 2008 4:52:23 GMT -5
Bheeracheeon nodded, "your gaze tells a lot, I know it is scary, but things must pass, the curse of the land will not, my old friend is gone, and I must kill him, which is a great deal of heartache."
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Post by ~Rougeia~ on Jun 14, 2008 5:16:00 GMT -5
Rougeia looked up to the leader. "Who is your friend?" she asked softly as the gentle wind blew her face.
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Post by pinkstorm on Jun 14, 2008 5:19:00 GMT -5
"Giratina, he was killed many a year ago. By Shadowfire, the ancient guardian of Pandora's Box. He controls all evil."
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Post by ~Rougeia~ on Jun 14, 2008 5:43:57 GMT -5
Rougeia nodded, even though she did not quite understand these complicated predicaments... yet. She just put her face to the wind and closed her eyes, peace washing over her.
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Post by pinkstorm on Jun 14, 2008 15:10:17 GMT -5
"I feel pain. But we all must. Its part of life that the mesprits gave us." Bheeracheeon sat on his hind legs, making the wind wash his flowing locks.
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Post by ~Rougeia~ on Jun 15, 2008 13:37:47 GMT -5
Rougeia continued to put her face to the wind and drank in all her surroundings.
((Is this the end of thread?))
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Post by pinkstorm on Jun 15, 2008 13:52:31 GMT -5
Bheeracheeon looked down, "what is that shadow, down there?" It looked like a Darkrai.
((end thread))
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