

Clash of the AncientsHer mind felt like a human-made ship being tossed around at sea. The tumult of emotions that the large obsidian beast broadcast to the alabaster female's mind was unhindered and uncensored: she had felt the raw need to slaughter any who opposed his Rider's domination over the whole of Alagaesia; the workings of black magic twisting his once innocent mind into a travesty of its purity. No creature -predator or prey; human, dwarf, elf, or dragon- should have felt the need to fulfill the dark desire of destroying life at the creature's own fangs or claws; to sever the flesh of one who did nothing wrong and offensive to wish for such a death. &nbClash of the Ancients
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Hey look at my signature..
wait..its here somewhere ... ?
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If knowing is half the battle, math is power, and ignorance is bliss, does that mean I know half of the power of bliss?
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Who told me Dragons did not exist, then led me to their Lairs...
Wondering when you is coming back to us!
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Who told me Dragons did not exist, then led me to their Lairs...
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"There is no fate but what we make for ourselves" from: The Terminator
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I live in my own worlds of Imagination
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I'll never forget the day Mum told us not to be seduced by the Dark Angel of Vengeance.
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Stress: The confusion created when one's mind overrides the body's basic desire to choke the living daylights out of some jerk who desperately deserves it.
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