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06-08-2003, 05:41 PM
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Scent of Simbelmynë
Join Date: Apr 2002
Location: Aboard Highwind, bound for Traverse Town
Posts: 1,780
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This is terribly easy, but I'm attempting to make about four riddles at the moment, so it's the best I can do.
We are roughened, followed by a breath, moved by the last of the music, where forever it echoes.
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