Time for a poem!
The wind as my guide,
The earth marks my trail.
With each passing stride,
I near closer to hell.
Far from redemption,
Good fortune I lack.
Now that I've gone,
There's no turning back.
~Bryce/Ranoras
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Stories of a Random Life
On gaia I like to write a lot of stories and this is where I save them for the future. Also my random quotes are also saved here.
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