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Post by Ozma on Apr 15, 2007 2:33:05 GMT -5
Several hundred meters off the coast of South India...
Drifting with a slow an eerie gait through the ocean, the all consuming and wholly evil entity known as Zurkhardo made his way toward the populated sea of humanity that lay so close before him, beckoning. His movement was steady, its tendril's wriggling and writhing independently of each other through both air and water. His path left a malignant and unnaturally repugnant ichor, in addition to nearly frozen trail of waters.
It was clear that the fate that would befall those that came before this abberation would be as cruel as it would utterly tragic.
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