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 Posted: Sat Oct 28, 2006 9:43 am
[~ The Cape of Losses ~] The sounds of water splashing against rocks and the whispers of the wind could be heard as you arrive at a cape that seemingly always is enshrouded in mist. Upon the northwestern shore, there lies an abandoned dock, many old rowing boats tied to the old rotting wood of the dock. You've heard rumours of the currents of these waters, that those who have dared to journey upon these boats rarely ever are seen again. Those fortunate (or unfortunate?) who return are forever broken, left in a dreamlike daze as they mutter a few words of drifting, natives, spirits, and hostility. But those are just rumours... Right?
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Posted: Sat Oct 28, 2006 9:44 am
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Posted: Sat Oct 28, 2006 9:45 am
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Posted: Sat Oct 28, 2006 9:46 am
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Posted: Sat Oct 28, 2006 9:57 am
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Posted: Sat Oct 28, 2006 9:58 am
( Alrighty then, Topic OPEN! mrgreen )
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Posted: Sat Nov 04, 2006 5:12 pm
A chilly breeze blew through the mist on the steamy shores of the cape. The eerie sounds of whispering could be heard, and though nothing could be seen but the thick fog, the sound of crashing of waves against wood not too far travelled though the heavy air.
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Posted: Thu Dec 14, 2006 1:32 pm
Mizu Mahou was hopping from stone to stone looking for a playmate, "Anyone out there!?!" She was hoping a boy would show up. She had recently started thinking of marrying.
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Posted: Sat Dec 23, 2006 9:14 am
At first, there was just the chilling silence and crashing waves. Mizu's voice seemed to echo in the thick fog, it was hard to tell front from back from where she had come from..
She suddenly heard the soft whisper, "Mizu Mahou... " And the mist before her cleared, revealing a shabby dock and half a dozen boats tied down, rocking slowly, but looking temptingly inviting.
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Posted: Sat Jan 27, 2007 4:12 pm
Psyche landed with a thud. "Fluer I don't think Lake Urooboe lake is sopose to be this fogy. Are you sure this is the right place?"
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Posted: Mon Jan 29, 2007 4:20 pm
((Okay I'm gonna use color now...just to help))
Fleur smiled. "Of course it is. I mean, the map pointed the way, right? It's got to be the right place..."
Bao Sying landed behind her. "Yeah. See?" She pulled out the map again. "We were there..." she drew a line, "and got here. If we just fly over the lake to the other side, it's probably less foggy."
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Posted: Mon Jan 29, 2007 4:46 pm
Psyche used something to see the map thought the fog. "Is it just me or is some of the words upside down."
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Posted: Mon Jan 29, 2007 5:50 pm
"Huh?" Fleur blinked several times, staring at the words. "Oh my land...they are....Bao! Can't you tell the difference between upside-down and rightside-up?" she asked, laughing.
Bao turned bright red under her green. "Ohh...okay um I can fix this....we just have to fly the other way then.....right? Yeah. Right. Okay..."
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Posted: Mon Jan 29, 2007 6:44 pm
"I knew this was the wrong lake" Foire giggled a little bit "We might as well look around here. Since we are here. The fog might not have been this thick then I looked for the hatchling."
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Posted: Sat Feb 03, 2007 7:20 am
"Okay!" Bao said happily. Closing her eyes, her markings began to glow faintly. The mist parted slightly. "Not as good as Dad, but we can see far enough to not fall in!"
Fleur smiled. "Good try." She walked around the edges, calling out, "Rea!!!! Rea, where are you?"
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