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Post by Xavier on Oct 17, 2006 18:12:10 GMT -5
Xavier two-beated for a few strides as his flints struck the cold, hard ground for the first time since his tour through flight. He saw a dark, disintegrating castle ahead of him. His ooids led him toward it. It reeked of the death of so many equines long gone with no hope of remembrance or recognition. Xavier walked into the thick castle. With a little slave labor this could be quite a castle he thought. He two-beated through the shredded door and went immediately to the throne room. There were blood stains of old massacre's far earlier than even Leia. He awaited the arrival of others taking advantage of the low tides. Xavier three-beated and took of silently. He flew toward the beach where most arrived.
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