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What is this place..

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Topic: What is this place..
Posted By: Atndy
Subject: What is this place..
Date Posted: 21 Jan 2013 at 07:11
 A large clearing of land lie below a large range of mountains. 'Perfect' was the name given to him by his terminally ill father whom laid in the carriage beside him to describe the land before them. The young man looked out to the clearing a soft tug on his lips pulling out by many emotions they swell within him. "Perfect.." Were the words he last spoke to his father as he stood up surveying the lands to which he would now rule.
 The mountains were high, the peaks covered in a blanket of snow and stretched so high as to which the heavens themself laid there lips upon one another. Small holes filled the sides of the mountain which once probably resided to an old civilization that once ruled the area. A large building stood tall, though it was in ruins the man did not see it for what it was but what it was to be. "Perfect." He agreed with his words once more and descended the hill to a place he would soon call home, a place away from the bloodshed to finish his story with his own doings... 



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Posted By: Atndy
Date Posted: 21 Jan 2013 at 07:37
 It was a mere days before the place was in working order. The few men and women that had agreed upon his diplomatic ability to rule the lands were already hard at work, the large building pulled all ivy, dirt roads being formed by the elves walking upon them. The young man, Atndy, stood at the food oh his father staring at the marble tomb, his hand slowly stroking the cold carved texture. "This place was your dream father.. and now... This place will become my home." His hand moved up to his cheek brushing the small forms of liquid falling from his slanted eyes.
 A small voice came from behind him which startled him as first and he quickly turned around only to gleam out a deep smile. "Hello there young one.." He was speaking to a child that had came with them. The child's name was Eve, her family was killed in the war back in his homeland. 
 The child sprouted an innocent smile and moved an item from behind her back. "I... I..." She shuddered with her words before pronouncing a rose over toward the man. A deep smile radiated from his face as he bowed his head. 
 "How kind dear." He took the rose from her hand and thought for a few seconds before kissing his own fingertips and placing them upon her forehead, as it was a custom in his place. It only took a few moment for the child to become embarrassed and run off back to her home in to the east, where the followers had set up tents for now, which left Atndy with a soft smile on his lips. "This place..." He leaned back against his father tomb as it brought him more comfort than anything else in the world. "Is my home." He finished his statement before leaning down and kissing the bottom of the tomb and walking off.



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