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Post by horsespirit on Nov 13, 2009 0:41:35 GMT -5
You never are here, I am always there. You've proved that you don't care, About the land so I think it fair, If I take what's lifeless.
Stallion of this land show thy self in three a day-month. (days) You have let your land be ruled ungrovened, So now it is left to the scavengers.
I never would need the land, But I have to with my plans. Everyone may join, A free home to all. I'm the Hermes of the Lords if I claim this land.
This Hermes wouldn't let the land slip through his fingers though. This Hermes is a card. A wild card.
This Icarus dreams of dreams he might never reach, To only fail in the attempt to grip them, To die in the chase.
This Icarus will see his limits, Though there are no suggestions that he wouldn't try his luck. This Hermes and Icarus is a wild card.
Now come save your land or give to me freely.
You have three day to stop this Hermes, this Icarus.
From 11/13 to 11/16
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Post by horsespirit on Nov 17, 2009 20:10:29 GMT -5
I've given you three days and a half and no answer. This stallion. This Icarus, this Hermes has taken your land. The name of the new ruler is The Trickster
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