08-10-2005, 05:59 AM
I am posting this story for friend Ox at his request. This was not written by me though I helped with a bit of editing. Hope you enjoy reading it as I did. - Dispaya
Oxzenâââ‰â¢s Tale
As the sun goes down and the fire glows bright, quiet falls over the group. Drakyth is busily sharpening his blades. Dispaya is mixing some herbs into potions when she looks up and notices Oxzen. She looks upon him with her dead eyes and sees something new in him âââ¬Ã¦ sadness. She breaks the silence with a question.
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Oxzenâââ‰â¢s Tale
As the sun goes down and the fire glows bright, quiet falls over the group. Drakyth is busily sharpening his blades. Dispaya is mixing some herbs into potions when she looks up and notices Oxzen. She looks upon him with her dead eyes and sees something new in him âââ¬Ã¦ sadness. She breaks the silence with a question.
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Sing True Ironsong!