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Cynosured; you've swum your way right to my heart
Elegant ; Nostalgic ; Resigned ; Powerful
There was an air of worry resenating though the castle. Cynosured lifted his head wearily. Wouldn't it be easier to just give in? But then ghosts of his past swum before his eyes. Everything he had never been. And everything he had. Reluctantly he realised that surendor is not an option. His horn glinted as he rose majestically. It was time to gather the troops.
Adopted from The Door Ajar on the 28th day of Relaxing. |
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Fishing Skill: 0
Jobs Completed: 1
Played: 0
