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Nothing stirred; the ripple on the lake had died away; there was no wind; the forest lay a single purple mass of shadow; the yellow sky, fast fading, threw reflections that troubled the eye and made distances uncertain. But there was no sound, no movement; he saw no figure anywhere. *Fart*
July 14 2005, 22:42:56 UTC 6 years ago
...?
well that was.... interesting? what was the point of that?July 14 2005, 23:46:33 UTC 6 years ago
Re: ...?
No point... i dont guess.July 17 2005, 14:10:17 UTC 6 years ago
Re: ...?
it made me giggle. :PJuly 15 2005, 23:41:05 UTC 6 years ago
Duuuh.
July 16 2005, 06:34:33 UTC 6 years ago