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Written by MK23_Sysop
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Tuesday, 31 October 2006 |
[...]I awoke amidst the silent sands of the red desert to behold the great orb of the sun
proclaiming the dawn. I arose, and turning to the North set my feet towards
Damascus where I, Their scribe, must write my book. For beyond the Pillars of
Hercules, dreaming crystals call.
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Last Updated ( Friday, 04 April 2008 )
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