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I'll be going MIA

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I'll be going MIA
freelight Offline
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07-17-2009, 04:58 AM
To anybody who cares, I'll be going on vacation starting this Sunday, and I'll be back July 26th. Sorry to disrupt any RP my characters are involved in. ICly, the status of my characters will be as follows:
Delilah: Going away to Winterspring to practice the various things she does, think about *things*, and generally clear her head. She needs it.
Talan: Bumming around Stormwind and/or Stromgarde, committing random acts of paladinhood, doing nothing of significance.
Zerumar: Bumming around Ashenvale in preparation for the Night Elves vs. Forsaken event that's supposed to happen. (If it does happen while I'm away, his Drae crew goes on without him and I'll deal with it when I get back.)

To those of you who talk and/or RP with me on a regular basis (you know who you are), sorry! I'll miss you!
"If ignorance is bliss, why aren't more people happy?" --Thomas Jefferson
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oh dear
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07-17-2009, 05:05 AM
Well, have fun!




Move him into the sun—
Gently its touch awoke him once,
At home, whispering of fields half-sown.
Always it woke him, even in France,
Until this morning and this snow.
If anything might rouse him now
The kind old sun will know.

Think how it wakes the seeds,—
Woke, once, the clays of a cold star.
Are limbs, so dear-achieved, are sides,
Full-nerved—still warm—too hard to stir?
Was it for this the clay grew tall?
—O what made fatuous sunbeams toil
To break earth’s sleep at all?
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