Times were dark in Fealeca the people were scared of the new raving priest Ian Tacular. Oh how he weeped for his long broken heart. How he cried with laughter and sung his pain. Ian was a powerful man he loved the dark he loved the light, and above all he loved himself.
Not in an egotistic way but in away that could only make sense to him. So he told stories of CamaH then then tried to make them onto facebook, but always holding onto the secret that he kept. That anything was possible, and he could find lost love again.
Ian typed and he typed greated groups of groups and communities of communites a double for everything was needed for him. What could be the reaosn what could be the rhym, but only spell check did not work this time. So he werot what was rigfht and gnowart was mad. gnowart was an evil mage who did not bleieve he though and he though that all people have a base. Ths base was thie cor and it was not but her. Her was him, and ihim was her but alas peple appool is coming to warsh away the sin.
Sjessu died sfor you cold sin and i will die when i hav elive within i love love love ther e but they do not listen anymore. I am happy thats all i need to know so with that i bo out of this sort sotry to soon.
- Ian Kretz
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