03-05-2009, 11:44 AM
*watches focus for the day go out the window* D:
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She had certainly seen plenty of what life had to offer. A considerable chunk of her life had been spent travelling and exploring the world that she had come to read of. She had seen the cities and their inhabitants, she had heard the languages that she both understood and did not. But wanderlust for the most part had gotten out of her system slowly but surely. She had given it up to be there for the family that still remained, even if in a matter of time yet another patriarch in that long line would be gone. “I certainly hope we do cross paths again,” she said, rather taken with how intriguing he was. Corona couldn't help but wonder what his story was, even though she did not realise or know how easily it interwove with many of the others that had come to live on one side of the mountains and the charred, fragmented other.
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