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Post by horsespirit on Jun 22, 2009 21:07:29 GMT -5
A black brute trotted through the land of the underworld when he came upon unclaimed land. His black orbs scanned the land and it got his approval. It was a dark land with some rich greenery. There was a magma pool near the center of the land the size of a small lake and cooled spot of lava in the center of it big enough to hold three horses. There were stepping rocks to it that seems they couldn't melt. There was also a big lake near the lava pool a few meters away. The ground was covered with rich grass near where the lava pool had over flowed creating rich volcano soil. There was a dark forest that surronded every where else but a meadow in which the two pools were like. That are glade in it, and there were slight up risings here and there.
This place he would call Vericala, it just rolled off his tounge so easily, and was pleasing to his ears. He lifted his crown and neck to the the air, and cryed out. "I Night, claim this land as my own and name it Vericala, I shall protect it and fight for it with all of my skill," he cryed out.
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