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Post by Mystic on Sept 28, 2008 1:45:27 GMT -5
A legend once told of the birth of a hero. This legend was passed down from generation to generation and is about to become the life of an unsuspected soldier to the king who lives in a far away land called Biceal Island. One must be born, During the time of mourn, Who will be new in a way of old, And whose life will be many generations foretold. there will be no peace, For tension will surround, Many wars will ne'er cease, And many will be by the enemy bound. A king will join with the cruel, Who will soon be gone, But who plan the country to rule, Even if they must use many a con. They will be sent away, By the one who is to come, Who will keep them at bay, And will ne'er be overcome. Which side will you choose: Werewolves or the Destined One? Admin- Catherine Site- catherinelefloor.proboards85.com/
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