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He sat tall in the saddle, he was young and lean. Sweat drenched shirt and angry eyes green, riding solo into a storm-dust horizon. The name of this man is lost to most. -
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A contradiction of reason brought the group to a halt. None of them really knew what they were doing there or why they all ha to show up. Luca piped up, "I know I say