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Mordock the novice mage
Mordock looks both back and forward in time, singing softly:

Like a million little doorways, all the choices we made
All the stages we passed through, all the roles we played
For so many different directions, our separate paths might have turned
Every door that we opened, every bridge that we burned

Somehow we find each other, through all that masquerade
Somehow we found each other, somehow we have stayed   in a state of grace...

I don't believe in destiny   or the guiding hand of fate
I don't believe in forever   or love as a mystical state
I don't believe in the stars or the planets, or angels watching from above
But I believe there's a ghost of a chance we can find someone to love
And make it last...

Male elf mage of the Minstrel                 Level: 1
In real life: Nameless                        Single
Birthday: Aenterki 9, 80 AD.
Last on: Sat May 27 17:27:58 2017.
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12:38, Darkday, Roki 9, 176 AD.

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