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Author: * Felix Godwinson -
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Date: Aug 26, 2005 - 14:50
through the village on my trusty horse, Vollmond. His hooves pound the earth much like the rain and thunder did earlier. Not much further now. For some reason, I feel that it is very important to reach Drakesheath Hall as quickly as possible. Something is spurring me on to reach the Hall.
I enter the gates to Drakesheath Manor, and hurry Vollmond on. At the speed we’re going, we soon traverse the long and winding drive that leads to my childhood home. I slid off Vollmond’s broad white back as a stable lad hurries over to grab his reins. I am home.
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