Dudleydude
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If you do not hope, you will not find what is beyond your hopes. - St. Clement of Alexandra
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Post by Dudleydude on Aug 8, 2006 0:58:36 GMT -5
Morning sunlight spilled in through the window of Narfarius Silverclaws bedroom, stiring him from his dreamless slumber. He cracked one of his oddly colored eyes open only to squeez it shut again when it was bombarded by the cunfounded beams of light.
Incoherent words filled the room as the fifteen year old dragon rider to be sat up in his bed and stretched.
'Another day....another....something....' he thought. 'Darn this morning slug..ishness...'
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