12-12-2007, 01:24 AM
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indent This place had an effect on people. It drew them in with quiet voices, and held them as they lost themselves in the stories told by stone, ash, and blood. Ahren knew each corner, each tale, each pathetic life that had come through and passed from this place. It was nothing special, Chimera, the moaning wood, it never had been. They had given it meaning and made it the anathema it was. They, every soul that had called Chimera home, had left a mark on the place, even if they didn’t understand what it was.
indent Ahren shifted his weight, and spoke shortly. “Yes. If you’re curious to hear it, you’ll have to come with me.” Without further explanation (which was the simple fact he had a hide to tan and a fire pit was not very far from their location), the blonde moved off, heading the original direction he was going.
indent Ahren shifted his weight, and spoke shortly. “Yes. If you’re curious to hear it, you’ll have to come with me.” Without further explanation (which was the simple fact he had a hide to tan and a fire pit was not very far from their location), the blonde moved off, heading the original direction he was going.