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Post by Ryder on Nov 30, 2007 17:54:11 GMT -5
Ryder trudged through the streets, aimless in his journey. it had been weeks since he had seen another immortal soul in town. it had been as if they had all just vanished from the face of the earth. and now here he stood, the lone survivor. Satu, Amara, and even the strange Gypsie, were all gone. he had not even felt a ripple in the people here. it was if their absence had no effect on anyone but himself. And being alone was not doing Ryder well. Without company he had fallen back to the depression that had once devoured him and eaten away at his soul. he had tried and tried to fight it, but it was all in vain. without others, he had no purpose, no reason to be. There were no evils to decimate, no innocents to guard. there was nothing but an old ghost town, filled with blind and naive mortals.
Not even tonight brings me rest.....
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