11-16-2007, 09:55 PM
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From the moment that he started to speak, Corona found that she liked his logic very much. Perhaps they had both done a lot of thinking in their time, working out what perhaps the true meaning of everything was. Whatever life and the world were supposed to be was really anyone's guess, but she found a lot of truth in what he was saying. Automatically life weeded out the weak, yet it only helped the strong figure how to take care of themselves. If they couldn't, they were weeded out as weak. For yin, there was yang. Balance was truly the only thing that kept them all coming back. “I wanted something familiar. I guess you could say I was looking for balance too.” Now that she was here, she had more reason to stay this time. Her father was there, Misery was there, and soon she would find that her mother was gone and her brother the new crowned king of the coyotes. Whatever way the world worked in, there was definitely a balance in its maddening methods.
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