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Where it's lame with 2 feet and exam papers are not hard but soft and easily torn

Tuesday, June 17, 2008

The Blackout

2.1

He couldn't hold his breath any longer, so he opened his mouth...and was knocked out by the fumes. Suddenly, he finds himself holding a gleaming broadsword, in an armour of steel, sitting on his loyal steed of....
Huh? Who's that? Looks familiar. Can't seem to identify h......
the fire was all around him, hot coals lie in a pile at the bottom of his feet, and the fire was licking at his feet. Searing him. Burning him...

-Col

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