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#686
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Espy
Wanderer
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Dante stopped in his tracks. Something was ahead; he couldn't tell what exactly. Instinctively, he flipped the blade on his pocketknife and inched closer, fully aware that there wasn't any place to hide.
If it's some sort of monster, at least it will get Lev first... His thoughts trailed off as he noticed Feenai's proximity.
...Damn.
Step in front of a runaway train
____Just to feel alive again
â•â•â•â•â•â•â•? ?•â•â•â•â•â• â•â•â•â•â•â•â•? ?•â•â•â•â•â•
Pushing forward through the night_____
Aching chest and blurry sight
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Posted 11-05-2011, 11:54 PM
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