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Post by Gannondorf/Ganon\The Captain on Aug 26, 2006 15:01:48 GMT -5
Alexander walked through the village, remembering the times he spent as a child here. He remembered his friends who'd long forgotten about him after his family was killed. They were successful citizens, none of which cared for the militaristic type. "It is a fate I have to accept," he said to himself. He sat underneathe the tree and relaxed, taking everything in around him.
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