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4/13/2015 10:53:51 PM
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*looks at you with you suddenly*
War... War never changes, does it? The fuel of hate, the drive of contempt. This was a place of honourable battle, not a rallying point for armies to go to war.
I'm sorry... It's just that the past seems bright in darker times.
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"[i]War changes...Trust me, I only Go in war because my people need it. We...Aren't fortunate....[/i]" [b]His mask glows Redish and black[/b]
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Well... It had yet to change here my friend. *looks off into the distance* It has yet to change here.
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"[i]...Maybe We can change that.[/i]" [b]He Puts a hand on your shoulder, and points to a star[/b] "[i]See that star?[/i]"
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*looks at it* Yes.
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"[i]Picture you...As that star. You, Are a piece of the Musical of Mozart... Which is a part of history. Which is, the beggining of the horizon... That births the beggining Of a new Day... New sun New Life.[/i]"
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I guess... But that star represents something else. You see, the brightest stars burn out the fastest and die out faster than others... I feel as if I know my end is coming. Be it soon or be it later, the fact of the matter is unchanged. I will burn out eventually.
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"[i]And when you do...A new life is made. Perhaps you haven't seen...The heavens...[/i]"
