11-04-2008, 03:51 PM
(Villnore: The Procession)
Vocatio had caught sight of the strange mismatched group of people and instinctively joined it, his new equipment feeling a little heavy on his body. He scrutinized the hooded figure leading the march.
'What kind of joke is this? Could this be real? Maybe I'm still back in Aquorlitus asleep in my bed, dreaming,' Vocatio wondered in his mind. 'I guess only time will tell.' He continued to follow without saying anything, just taking in the sights and sounds of the town and nature around him.
Vocatio had caught sight of the strange mismatched group of people and instinctively joined it, his new equipment feeling a little heavy on his body. He scrutinized the hooded figure leading the march.
'What kind of joke is this? Could this be real? Maybe I'm still back in Aquorlitus asleep in my bed, dreaming,' Vocatio wondered in his mind. 'I guess only time will tell.' He continued to follow without saying anything, just taking in the sights and sounds of the town and nature around him.
~Death is Sweet. Embrace it.~
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