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Post by Reverend (Dots) Teyfour on Aug 12, 2008 5:35:47 GMT -8
Pound, Poudn, Pound,
the war drums have become part of me and my body now has learned to move in their beat, i shall never again be week, never again lose, never again BLEED Pound, Pound, Pound. " Shen....KI....Ro"
SLAM
the stone walls of this dammed prison crumble under my palms, my cell is now a crattered mess. the rubble shufts around my feet and as i lean my forhead to the wall i hear a voice, MY VOICE, The VOICE OF THE IRON WOLF, spining around i see him, me, us...
"Hello Dots, This wreached land has aged us, we are no longer weak so why should i still be called by my name of youth, why should i be called Ro, The young Iron wolf, we are no longer Ro, we have become more we haaaaavvvve beeecooome Gggoooddssss WE ARE PWO, not Ro feel our strenght,"
"SHEN... KI...... PWO!"
As my PAlm once again collided with the wall my Aura became stronger than ever before, and oh the rush the rush is so,... overwheeellllming, As the dust cleared i saw a good 2 fooot hole left behind. I am still not strong enought not yet, i must redeam my self for the old man...... why did i have to fail him why did he have to die WHY...
Another chunk of wall shatters like glass and the fine powder floats aroung my cell.... I WILL Become stronger and Pwo we are not gods yet.
"Shen.... Ki......Pwo "
"Boom, Crack, Silence"
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