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Post by Hatulan on Apr 17, 2008 22:59:57 GMT -4
Hatulan simply shrugged his shoulders, helpless to change her apparently permanent, foul temperment. In the distance, on the horizon, where the burning colors of the dusk met the more subdued tones of the land, he spotted a small town along the road, possibly a farming village. A very small operation, given the secluded locale.
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