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Post by Leo the Red on Aug 24, 2007 22:53:26 GMT
Leo shuffled against the wall of the Inn and slowly his eyes opened up. He had no idea how long he was sleeping but his nightmares were like oil paintings in his mind that were hung infront of his eyes. He raised a bandaged hand and rubbed his eyes hard trying to wipe the paintings away.
"There has to be more.. than this." Leo muttered as he shuffled his weight up the wall standing up.
His weight felt unbalanced and he shot out an arm to the wall to catch his fall. He got balanced and let his arm fall to the side, a crack in the wall let gravel fall to the ground, his hand had left it.
"Where is the church in this foresaken town.. Answers.. I need answers." He said gritting his teeth. His hood pulled over his head as he walked into the sun..
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