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       Dark dreams
   DIR By: TheDarkesSoul
       Date: November 13, 2011, 12:25 am
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       He no longer had a name darkness was all that he new, and that
       was all people knew about him. Standing the night air is dead
       calm not a breeze can be felt on the warm air, An aura blacker
       then night its self silhouettes the tall dark figure all that
       can be seen is his black hair and one piercing blue eye. At his
       side are the weapons of an assassin, multiple throwing knives
       and daggers hang at his side on his back he has a small
       assassins blade light but very sharp and strong. Looking up at
       the night sky he waits for something, anything to happen
       preferably a fight. upon looking upon at the man the mind
       becomes clouded with darkness often driving those who went
       against him into madness.
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       Re: Dark dreams
   DIR By: Reif
       Date: November 13, 2011, 12:33 am
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       A constant noise is heard as Sike walks up the small pathway to
       his destination, a staff shimmering brilliantly against the
       night sky. A gentle sigh passes through the lips of Sike. He
       lifts away his hat throwing it to the wind as the hat flies away
       a gentle breeze blowing through his hair. A serious look crosses
       his face as he see's the man who would be his opponent. Fights
       taught him that the first move was crucial, while age taught him
       that patience and understanding lead to a great fight. He bows
       to his opponent. "My name is Sike" a static charge started to
       fill the air only to disperse just as quickly.
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