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PostPosted: Tue Feb 09, 2010 12:35 am Post subject: a place to call home...? Reply with quote

i sat watching as people would enter and leave, i heard many conversations none caught my attention. the night seemed to carry on as if it were some dream i had little control over. finally as the crowd began to thin out i decided it was time for me to make my leave. i had much to think about , i spent most my time thinking about the next mark the sucker to cross my path. was this to be what i wanted to be known as just some unknown criminal, it true the love for the fire had consumed me but was gonna let it control who i was, who i was to become. i heard some people talking of blackmarsh as i was leaving, i heard of what they were about and decided i would go and check it out for myself. the following evening i grabbed my cloak and went out in search of the place i heard so much about.

as i approached it seemed awkward at first not knowing what i would find, i was welcomed by the mayor he seemed nice i told him i heard of blackmarsh from some travelers i ran into. i wasnt lying not really anyway i did run into them as i left the bar the eveing prior. there was another woman there she looked familiar to me then i rememered my run in with her a few weeks back. she blamed me for killing her horse but im sure it was a mistake, i do not really recall the incident but i am told it did in fact happen. after spending some time there i relized that in all my time traveling and looking for a better place this could very well be the place i was looking for..

in the short time ive been here i have noticed some what of a change in the way i think, i watched from the distance careful not to be seen. everyone seemed to have a purpose about them. i watched as cam would tend to the cows, how dedicated she was with making the butter. in all the time i had spent alone i was never really satisfied in calling any place my home. could this this be a place i can call home, could i really be part of a family here. i wanted to contribute and be a better person.

the next few nights i spent hours thinking on how i could help, how i can contribute. as i continued to think i found myself giggling just thinking about all those cows, then it hit me. what if i could find a formula to help produce more milk, that could be beneficial. i pulled out several books and scanned through them taking notes on various items. i need to find the right combination i thought. flipping page after page i began making a list of items i would like to gather. soon the night grew late and i began to grow tired. i put away my notes and went to bed
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