urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dreadedlancer dreadedlancer dreadedlancer 2007-04-02T03:29:12Z urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dreadedlancer:1001 2007-04-02T03:29:12Z 2007-04-02T03:29:12Z <i>A portal opens in the boundaries of the Castle. A hooded figure walks slowly from it, and stands meditatively as the portal disappears. The figure takes a few steps, the sound of which echoes through the room, and slowly draws back his hood.<br /><br />Xaldin brushes a braid away from his face.</i><br /><br />"Good to be home, finally," he says as a smirk slowly crosses his face. urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dreadedlancer:666 2007-03-25T21:16:44Z 2007-03-25T21:17:51Z I curse my own impulsiveness for things going wrong during that one day. Had I just destroyed the rose, the Beast's hope for returning would have been lost and his heart would have been ours. I was foolish.<br /><br />However, there is no sense in pondering my mistakes when I have the perfect opportunity to work with my comrades once more. <br /><br /><i>Enjoy your moments of happiness, Keyblade Master, for we will eventually condemn you into the abyss of despair.</i>