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Oct 2016
My candle bearer
Carry the light of gods love
Out into this world
Once, when people were pure and innocent, there was a box that they were told never to open. However, man opened it anyways and unleashed all the evils unto the world. Envy... greed... pride... violence... control... All that was left in the box was a single ray of light: Hope. We now confront those evils... And you are that last ray of light, our only hope.
Mysidian Bard
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Mysidian Bard  32/M/Mysidia
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