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Published: 2009-03-26 19:19:03 +0000 UTC; Views: 151; Favourites: 0; Downloads: 5
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Description I turned the corner and there coming towards me was

a young man with a bow in his left hand and a sword in his right. the colours of his close were that of a forest, mottled greens and browns with a hint of gold glittering, like the sun through leaves. his shin was a pale olive, he had a tiny white scare at the corner of his left eye, but that did not deter the fact that he was hansom. his eyes were a shockingly bright blue, that cold change with emotion like the wind. his long black hair was held back in a pony tail, but some strands had come lose to fall over the side of his face. I could not take my eyes from him, he continued to walk towards me with a confident stride. now that he was closer I could tell from his face, he knew me. I tried to recall if I had seen him before, who could forget a figure like this. no woman could that's for sure.
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