Date Posted:03:05:32 03/10/02 Sun Author: Nihan Subject: ~help~
A bronze flit flew worridly out from between... it screamed at the top of it's lungs trying to get someones attention...
He sent images of a fallen bronze rider at the Xanadu Weyrling Barracks, who had been knocked unconscience for the past few days and was withering away to nothing...
