"With the wind blowing gently over her face she now turns to the east,a shiver runs down her spin...Pulling her hood over her head she makes her way down to what she use know as the ghost ship,wrapping her cloak around her body,she has to wonder what has drawen her back to such a place,when all the time death,destruction...She wonders, as she shuffles along the dirt road...how long it truly has been since she last laid eyes upon her husband.A year,two three maybe...She heard tale of him...she wonder in silence...
"There she stands,the gangplank...shivers run deep into Leigh's veins.Placeing her gloved hand on the rail...she looks to see if there are any ghost about.A feew feet onot the deck Leigh stops,Kneeling down she runs a gloved hand across the dirt old planks...The wind howls......Sighing softly LEigh resumes her quest,...
A The messsage board,she brushes about 5 inches of dust from the surface....Scanning"... Lord X'ian I see tha you are still about..A small smirk crosses Leigh's face..Dropping a small item(I guess it would a small tease for X'ian)...She leaves behind..One of chaos's blade's
turning quickly...she winks a the board...Come out to play my love...For you and I have unfinished buiness....
disappears....
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