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Revenge
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Date Posted: 14:41:30 08/13/02 Tue
In reply to:
Boomer
's message, "..fate painted.." on 14:37:50 08/13/02 Tue
Resonance O' Revenge
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Brute glares at she
Who he had always loved
Respected
Cherished
N' honoured
yet 'pon this day
None o' this be present
Nay, mother will I leave. For it be under certain circumstances that I be here. Ones too unfair to justify with words, n' nay will I try. Had a steed entered our home, looking for thy sister without harm, nay would I wish death 'pon he, had he entered n' treated she with force, then aye, I would. I will not leave.
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