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My drama unfolds behind the shops of Hartland, far from the ears of the people. A dark ally way is my road, creeping past the poor and the whores. I always hear the voices, no way to avoid listing, always end up listing and hope the voices are not to unkind.

I hear them, they speak of vampires and beings in the dark. Like me. Then I hear them speak of evil, of death and the coming of an army. None of these things I know, a vampire servent of the light. Nothing is known to me of impending attack.

My mind is set, my daggers path chosen. I will defend these people that fear me so, I frazzle =(WarriorSoul)= will be front line and center battling any sort of vampire army.

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Note Number:	159	Author:	Frazzle
Date:	Thu Dec 5, 2002; 22:28:35	To:	All
Subject:	Large in the margin
My drama unfolds behind the shops of Hartland, far from the ears of the people. A dark ally way is my road, creeping past the poor and the whores. I always hear the voices, no way to avoid listing, always end up listing and hope the voices are not to unkind. I hear them, they speak of vampires and beings in the dark. Like me. Then I hear them speak of evil, of death and the coming of an army. None of these things I know, a vampire servent of the light. Nothing is known to me of impending attack. My mind is set, my daggers path chosen. I will defend these people that fear me so, I frazzle =(WarriorSoul)= will be front line and center battling any sort of vampire army.