((I'm still working on my post. I'll try to get it up as soon as possible))

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(( so is this still going? ))

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Music expresses that which cannot be said and on which it is impossible to be silent.
Victor Hugo

music is my life, my love, it's apart of my very being, it's what keeps my heart beating
~Raelyn

All our dreams can come true, if we have the courage to pursue them.
Walt Disney

All who call on God in

(I think so yeah...some others just need to get their posts up though)

((I'm kinda at a loss for what to post))

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Son of Bellatrix

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[ Bump -

I'm still waiting for some more posts before I repost again

Tur, if I can be of any help please tell me.. ]

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O children, lift up your voice, lift up your voice,
Children, rejoice, rejoice..



It doesn't matter you don't believe in God, He believes in you.

(( man i hope this gets going again, this could really be an awesome RP))

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Music expresses that which cannot be said and on which it is impossible to be silent.
Victor Hugo

music is my life, my love, it's apart of my very being, it's what keeps my heart beating
~Raelyn

All our dreams can come true, if we have the courage to pursue them.
Walt Disney

All who call on God in

((Sorry this took so long. ))

Grim and silent, Morgana stared out of her window. Her fists slowly clenched and unclenched at her tense sides while her mind raged. Her brother - Arthur - was now married. This brought a new threat - the imminent threat of heirs. If there were heirs, then his line would continue... but not if she could help it. A malicious smile curled her lips. Maybe the new bride and groom needed another wedding present? Oh yes they did. The smile widened as she whirled around. A new set of robes for them, perhaps...richly embroidered and encrusted with precious gems. Perfect. All that they needed to do was put them on... and then... Her hands clapped together to accentuate her thoughts. Burnt to a crisp. A teeny tiny pile of ashes. No more Arthur, no more threats of heirs that would reign in league with their father. Morgana could hardly resist the impulse to dance for joy. This idea still needed more planning, though... maybe she would have to wait for a little while. Oh, but not long... the thought was just too enticing to bear.

She called one of her ladies-in-waiting to bring a chair closer to her window. This being done, she sat down, settled her skirts, and proceeded to plot for her brother's doom. Maybe the whole robe scheme would have to wait, but there were still things she could do now... yes indeed.

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((Apologies for taking so long to post. Working out what I wanted to do with Merlin took longer than I thought it would. If anything needs changing, let me know.))

A cloaked and hooded figure walked confindently across the sprawling green plains. If he walked past any of the people of this land, they avoided him at all costs. He eminated an aura of power and of a deep wisdom beyond that of any mortal man. The staff in his hand also acted as a sign of a man not to be trifled with.

The hooded man stopped and looked across the horizon and smiled to himself.
"It has been a while son of Pendragon." he let out a strange chuckle and continued to walk onwards towards Dummonia. To meet with an old friend, one he had not seen in many a day past. Also his curiosity leaned towards meeting the new bride of the King. Yes, she intrigued him deeply. What manner of woman could be so entrancing, so enticing as to have a man leave his wife to be. To bring chaos back into the lands.
"Indeed, Arthur Pendragon such curiosities bring me back from my travels. Back to you." the man mused to himself as he found himself almost near his destination.

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[ No no Phoenix, it was splendid I loved it for being so Merliney ]

Arthur nodded, absent minded and paced to one of the large windows. A shadow approached the villa by the Old Roman road. They were two riders and a faint smile appeared on Arthur's lips as he recognised the first. It was one of his brother in arms: Gawain.
He gestured to one of the servants in the room and ordered him to call the stable boy to get a stable ready for their horses.
Then he turned to his wife, smiling: "My love, I think we have guests.." He offered her his arm and walked towards the main entrance to welcome his friends.

[ I hope Turie is still here somewhere.. ]

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O children, lift up your voice, lift up your voice,
Children, rejoice, rejoice..



It doesn't matter you don't believe in God, He believes in you.

*bump*

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Music expresses that which cannot be said and on which it is impossible to be silent.
Victor Hugo

music is my life, my love, it's apart of my very being, it's what keeps my heart beating
~Raelyn

All our dreams can come true, if we have the courage to pursue them.
Walt Disney

All who call on God in

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Just became a college freshman; be on sparingly

(( yay tur thank you for posting!!! ))

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Music expresses that which cannot be said and on which it is impossible to be silent.
Victor Hugo

music is my life, my love, it's apart of my very being, it's what keeps my heart beating
~Raelyn

All our dreams can come true, if we have the courage to pursue them.
Walt Disney

All who call on God in

((Bumpeth? ))

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Rose stopped her walk for a second. Thinking slowly, she turned around and stalked back to the palace, easily being stared at by several different people.

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Sighing, Galahad went to the stables, stopping at the sight of King Arthur and Gaiwan.