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02-14-2008, 11:26 PM
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Sent to the cornfield
Join Date: Oct 2004
Location: Where the Sun isn't so warm.
Posts: 2,673
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'Kharlen' started on his way out, long striding steps, almost as if he was gliding. Swiftly he navigated around fallen debris, his body being controlled by something different. Finding himself outside and out of control of his own body he skidded to a stop, what was this... thing?
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