Rikku
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Art washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life
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Post by Rikku on Jun 12, 2012 17:09:23 GMT -5
[from the Tallstacks]
Cloudfall padded in to the stone Circle. Padded over to the colored stones and put his nose to the stone represented his clan. He closed his glowing blue eyes....
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Post by Wildkit on Jun 12, 2012 17:30:44 GMT -5
Cloudfall fell into an abyss of swirling images like storm clouds to a kit.
The words of his leader returned to him, "4 will be 4, and 2 will be 1. Old arguments will surface, the lake will leak. The end may come for the untrained one, lest 1 goes to travel the P.O.T. return to the celebratory mass of death, behold! The one will come to bring us home! The one will come to save us from raw!"
A scream began and Cloudfall blinked open his eyes.
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Rikku
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Post by Rikku on Jun 12, 2012 17:49:53 GMT -5
His glowing blue eyes opened and his eyes glowing brighter he breathed fast and looked around hearing the scream. he breathed heavily, hearing the wording of his leader he looked around still and then padded back to camp.
[to the stormclan]
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