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xx Darkness at it's best.
« Thread started on: May 12th, 2007, 05:28am »

Lance slowly enters the graveyard, his dark black cloak lifting as the wind gently blows. His dark glowing red eyes are the only thing visible of his body. He walks past a few tombstones and wonders how long it will be before he is here, if he ever goes here.

"Hmmmm...." he says, now looking around for other people. He sees none, and takes the hood of his cloak off. Now revealing his face, the wind stops blowing. "I am already a stranger to this place..." he says, and stands there, putting the hood on his cloak back on.
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« Reply #1 on: May 9th, 2009, 6:05pm »

Fleta was walking past when she noted the tombs here and their. She sighed out loud but felt yet again relived from being in the open and relaxed but herself. Yet before her feet could protest from the long walk to this town, she started to walk in. She walked over to a small empty bench that looked like old dead wood. She sat down carefully, unsure of how old it was. She took off her bag and set it beside her, and she closed her eyes and leaned back. "Ah...."she murmered. So tomorrow she would see if she could trade any if her furs. She was still amazed of how easy it was to find so many beasts in the desert. Maybe she could get a small house for starters. She wrapped her vest around her tighter and watched the light go down so slowly.
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« Reply #2 on: May 12th, 2009, 6:39pm »

Sitting cross legged and hair pulled back, Fleta narrowed her gaze on a tree. Being here for the past day and a half, she found it soothing. Though she would have to go shopping soon, she just finished eating dry fruit and now sketching the tree that lay ahead of her.

Finally finishing the picture, she plucked some dandylions near by and added some colour and shadding. Now complete, she put the date and tucked it in her bag along with all her other pictures on her travel. She started to make a list of thing's to do. She would have to visit her very good friends, Lakes, who also had moved here, and then put up shop. Then, if she completed all these tasks, she could get a house. She adjusted her seating on the bench and waited for the coldness to take over in the night
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« Reply #3 on: May 14th, 2009, 4:34pm »

Fleta packed her thing's back into her bag and dusted off her pants, before walking away from the beautiful scean and to set up her market.
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« Reply #4 on: May 15th, 2009, 9:30pm »

Travis made it back from the river, going home to see his mom, and saw somebody packing while cutting throught the graveyard.

"Whatcha doin?" he asked.
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« Reply #5 on: May 15th, 2009, 9:31pm »

Travis saw the person was already moving on so he shrugged his shoulders and left too.
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