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The sun rose, Over the snowy lands so cold. Over the treacherous terrain, Of the Reach. A beautiful one, Who roams this world alone. Only to have a horse by her side, But no lover to take pride. Roaming this land, She is Jaedin. Her mate awaiting her appearance. He who is handsome and kind. He who loves and cares. For anything in the world. Jaedin will find that mate, He will find her. Marriage will commence. So will children. The sun set, Over Tamriel. Over the hearts as one. As they embraced, Under a high moon.
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Sep 23, 2014
Sep 23, 2014 at 8:41 AM UTC
Skyrim, The beautiful Nord
The sun rose, Over the snowy lands so cold. Over the treacherous terrain, Of the Reach. A beautiful one, Who roams this world alone. Only to have a horse by her side, But no lover to take pride. Roaming this land, She is Jaedin. Her mate awaiting her appearance. He who is handsome and kind. He who loves and cares. For anything in the world. Jaedin will find that mate, He will find her. Marriage will commence. So will children. The sun set, Over Tamriel. Over the hearts as one. As they embraced, Under a high moon.
julie-kirby
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Sep 23, 2014
Sep 23, 2014 at 8:41 AM UTC
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