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TeamRog Part Two: Offer Part 2 He was kind of stunned, there was always at least five or six ships at the dock. But today there was only one ship. He tough it was because of the storm. But something inside him made him suspicious. Yesterday it was a cloudless and a sunny day. It was the second week of July. They usually didn't had storms rumbling around and not enabling ships to get into the harbor. He decided to go near the ship which has survived the storm. Once he has got close enough, he looked at its flag: there was a metal phoenix, settled on a dagger. He suddenly remembered, he once bought his brother a lockpick from a shop called "Phoenix's Edge". Maybe this ship has brought some goods for the shop. He decided to take a closer look to the ship and the sho
I love cats!I JUST WANTED TO SAY THAT I LOVE CATS!
TeamRog Part One : Unexpected TeamRog Part One : Introduction The room was made of marble and stones. It didn't had any windows because it was under the ground. There were two doors, one opened to his brothers room and the other opened to a small cliff where they grew plants. There also was a small expansion, which also had stepping stones to go up, which ended with a metal valve at the surface. There was a wooden bed stand and a wooden bed. In the bed there was a young man who was about to wake up... He slowly opened his eyes. Blinked a few times then yawned quietly. He didn't wanted to wake his brother. He got out of his bed, the room was pretty cold. He tought it was raining outside so he wore his thick clothes and a leather vest. His eye got stuck on a piece of medallion. It looked really prec
AloneI feel so sad now,Need to talk ,Need to let it all hang out.Altough I asked them out,Wanted to talk,Or hang it all out...None of my "friends" answered me.My calls, my loneliness.Even my best friend,Tanem she was...I am again lone,This paper is my last friend.The friends i have been next toWhen they were lone and sad,The ones I satisfyed,Where are they?When I need them...So I am nothing but a dust,My presence is not important.They used me to relax,Then threw awayLike a piece of %&@#.Then I realise that,There is no need to be thereIf I dont share,If I can't...Now I realised once more,They are not my friendsThey have never been...Writing this whileMy tears are dripping off,Like liquid loneliness...