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       When your gone.
   DIR By: Silver Bolt
       Date: March 19, 2013, 5:11 pm
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       Bolt dropped the necklace as he landed on the ground and headed
       out of town at a walking pace for once. He travels far away to
       distant lands to places of origin. Once arriving atop the
       ancient mountain he peers over the side  looking at the bubbling
       lava. He knocks on a nearby wall and the rock open as smoke
       comes out of the cave Bolt walks in.
       He walks into the cave with rows and rows of vastly bigger
       dragons talking amongst themselves. They were being jolly
       drinking and eating while making merry. Bolt pushed past them
       and stepped into a black bubbling liquid a big red dragon tried
       to grab his tail to stop him from entering the pit of  liquid
       but Bolt was too quick as always. After stepping in he closes
       his eyes as his body turns to stone from head to foot. After the
       dragon became petrified the black lake of souls swallowed him up
       and claws grabbed the stone dragon and dragged him under.
       Bolt opened his eyes expecting to be greeted in the afterlife by
       his family father and fore fathers. What instead met his gaze
       was a mountain of lifeless & headless husks his entire family.
       This enraged him to the point of reaching a burst limit. “This
       is meant to be a scared place for my kin and kind to rest in
       eternity. Not a type of morgue/Graveyard.” On the outside Bolt
       burst forth from his stone prison and clawed free from the
       clutches of the dead fighting his way out of the black muck. One
       word burned into his mind his target his obsession his
       revengeance. That name was. “IGNATCIOUS!”
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