The old man moved through the village streets, heading for the gates to mark the beginning of his exploration of the vast world. It had been quite some time since old man Greed left town. His name probably forgotten world wide. He would have to breath more life into it. Besides it never hurt to learn some new terrain. The bandaged man's step quickened after meeting the gates, he was running. He had all the supplies he would need to survive. He would return to this place after a few days, maybe weeks, months, years? Who knew what he was thinking anyway.
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Sat Jul 23, 2011 1:51 pm by 
