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Post by Kameron Wiles on Jun 20, 2007 9:55:46 GMT -5
"It's gone." What was gone? "Everything."
Kameron Wiles knelt in front of a statue of an angel, the sybol for Purity.
"What hope do we Pures have left?" she asked aloud, to nobody. "None. It's gone."
She slowly stood up, turned around and peered around the Temple of Purity.
"Might as well have been built for nothing."
Kam paced slowly through the Temple, humming a tune softly, awaiting the arrival of anyone--anyone.
She never thought the day would come when she gave up hope--but here it was. Until that came into her head.
"I can't...give..up. We Pures must fight back."
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Post by ~Stephen~ on Jun 24, 2007 15:23:03 GMT -5
Stephen walked along the seemingly empty walkways around the Temple. He didn't mind silence most of the time, but this silence was a more of an uncomfortable one to him.
As he continued his walking, he heard something. It was quiet, but just loud enough in this silence to be heard...barely. His gaze was picked up from the ground to the path ahead of him.
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