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Posted: Wed Nov 18, 2009 5:18 pm
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Posted: Tue Dec 01, 2009 11:08 pm
Kaimana grumbled as he stood in the middle of the river; eyes focusing on the fast moving water. He was sure it had fallen last time he'd crossed. He cursed to himself; it was his only one and without it he was powerless. 'Blasted thing. Some child's probably picked it up unaware of what it is other than that it's shiny.' He growled and cursed himself.
Stumbling over rocks and soft ground, he made his way over to Dream Valley; sitting and enjoying the lush grass rather than the hard, dry grass Nightmare Valley grew. He lay back, trying to figure out how in the world he was going to convince Faisca to make him a new diamond. What was a bender without his material? Normal.
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