Monday, January 3, 2011

Moved the game

 Large tracts of saline was constant sunlight, and spent a long time will produce dizziness, and even tribal badges are solutions that can not be dizzy, I think it mostly comes from within. However, a clear indication of Kodo, and desert than it would prefer to stay in flash plain, at least, can be fine with the car to race, huh, huh, can be seen, it is like those little goblins. I'm tired of sitting on the track next to the gnawing is not much more than the soft copper ore bread, really want to take off the heavy plate armor, remove the Tomahawk is still bleeding, Thunder Bluff jumped into the center of a small pond, watching the cattle to cattle to, listening to busy selling, everything is so simple and Naturally, this is the life of it. But in this war-torn years, a day dedicated to the soldiers we have to travel.
bounce on horseback beside the fallacy is always so happy, even though she always say that they are not children, but the hotel owner saw her every time, or will stuff into a bag of candy, colorful, and she always want to eat, rather chewing dry bread.
see her, and I will always remember grew up with little hunter.
small, without telling his family, ran a good long way to Bloodhoof village looking for me to play, this quiet and peaceful village, killing and Jagged seems far away in the horizon, each village in addition to the cattle, the children will outward looking through the crack, the majority of cattle are to buy Kodo, and here Kodo also followed the ancient tradition of the village, loyal but tough, front-line soldiers reportedly won favorite. to the soldiers are dusty, mottled armor, edged weapons roll, let the outside world because of ignorance and fear, mystery and longing for. They are generally hurry, but will have to stay overnight , and at night the village elders will be a bonfire, we do a lap around the village in charge of this party is called . small hunter first time Fort, the Crusaders, Stranglethorn Vale, High Warlord, many, many strange term let us excited. that we were still a tribal alliance called the dead, as a small orc hunter heard the news they lost in thought. That night deep, and we sat by the river to catch the fish, the recent poor harvest, rely on fishing for their livelihood.
he suddenly said to me, together with the fishing rod with the fish fell into the river, Our mission, to fight for tribal honor. br> watched his firm backs away, only blessings.
Bloodhoof Village, grass green to yellow, and life is still calm, the only difference is the heavy, middle of the night wake up to hear those who are strong fighters drunken sob and a sigh of elders.
when the small hunter again, when in front of me, but also middle of the night, I still fishing in the river, this situation When this scene is so similar, respectively, with the only difference is that he Parti armor, edged weapons and hiding in the volume behind him little evil words, he brought back from the dark city girl.
we sat by the river After listening to a night of colorful small hunter stories and adventures, the sun has been vaguely on the horizon, that is how a party hot spot, ah, blood and glory, wine and pride, death, and roses. I am very calm Station get up and let the sun shines on him, then say: a distant place to perform a more difficult task, leaving only me and heresies. Fortunately, they both have a loving pet, the little girl's mind is always changing, and took out the blue baby for a short while, while Xiao Yaonv out, busy enjoying themselves, while the small hunter side, highlighted the danger of broken teeth with his quietly followed him. After all, war is not the most terrible death, but the loneliness of Such is Life, I think, Today, I understand the cries of those soldiers, tears of heartbroken than the blood of cattle Gengrang.
Kodo are disgusted silence, full of lizards, coyotes ugly face. dangerous and bloody task here. I just turned subconscious, who felt the piercing pain, through the thick plate armor, direct stab fragile flesh. a Dark priest came towards me, not see his level, only to see an eye-catching skull, my faltering grip strength with the last vestiges of ax, not over your head, huge body is crashing down , the evil words I have fallen not far from the thirst of the gravel quickly drain our blood, greed as evil enemies.
soul towards the body in the world is a vast expanse of whiteness, very quiet like childhood tranquil piece of the same river. You can kill our bodies, but the soul is unyielding, and we will continue to travel.
back to Gadgetzan, dragged his exhausted body finishing equipment, repair of weapons. and then to the pub a drink of rice wine a foreign land. suddenly found the opposite to that dark priest sat, he looked at me, go ahead and chat next to the Union soldiers to drink, fine control of the land territory, not surprising that this scenario , Union, tribes live in peace, even in the drink can work together to square dancing, every drunk, I would kind of illusion, I think of as a child my grandfather told me stories about the brutality and the Burning Legion the unprecedented unity of Azeroth, there is no ethnic strife in the years blurred my eyes, as if back in front. ancestors have been fishing with the fish, burning through fire, the number of stars it had. I finished the last glass of wine with a wry smile, walked past his head.
fallacy that after ever since, riding the white tiger of hate Her words were , then run around the state in Montreal fell down and since then she refused to learn from martial arts and I.
travel, remain killing of life, for peace. these words quite memorable.
finally left the desert, come to a place of hills and the sea, so the scenery is a cow favorite, Kodo also seems to back the angry, run the steps are also a lot of light. the village name from the very evil, But I think this is another kind of war, cultural phenomenon it. I finally can the long jetty at the beach fishing, small fishing rod with the habit has replaced senior goods, but has been reluctant to throw, hidden in bank vaults, after all, it inscribed childhood, friendship, home, too many Siyi.
and weekdays, as in waiting for the convergence fallacy me, I heard a very gentle sea turtles village , suddenly remembered just got a new weapon, the tribe has a very ancient custom, the new weapons must be stained with blood, or on the battlefield, will host the curse of failure, and failure means death. to take up arms , with the sea turtles come to pay homage.
blunt waving spears, strange moves to hurt my little turtle, his life is in the stubborn resistance of sea turtles under the fast passage of time, this time, a white tiger jumped into my eye It quickly jumped out of wizard tiger, went around behind me, I drank a bottle of decisive first aid medicine, quickly changed into a handy ax, go back and cut it down at her. This is war, hesitation is a death, This is a long-running battle with the blood and honor in exchange for lessons.
I am very bad form, only a quarter of life, after suffering another attack, my mind seems to have seen the piece of the white world, the quiet stream of childhood.
no tranquil world, but every time I appeared in the kind of drunken illusion, the story of my grandfather, campfire laughing. she had turtles in the attack, I suffered what remained silent after pounding the face of sea turtles, little body under the ax in my bleeding no dodge and shrink back. my mind is blank, out from the village, travel for so many years, that long road, never had a feeling in my body torn and trampled my soul. partner after the kill sea turtles, she and I sat in the sea, I want to say something to her that my gratitude, my shock, even said said my hometown river, throwing sandbags allusions, but our language is unreasonable. I bowed to her, waving, smiling. She sat in silence in the sea, and my heart in mind, and whether the sea as calm as this, Below is a raging undercurrent of it.
passing a tribe of the Master, I am an Association with the war so long ago that we always maintain an awareness of touch not only hair, and he and I just like to attack without the slightest hesitation her, she jumped back and forth, not fight back, I rushed to my comrades, said: him. that the wizard and get back to the beach, with a gesture to thank me. I kind of impulse blocked in the chest. could not speak, with the gesture that really can not give vent to my feelings. During that time she was passing of the tribe, my comrades attacked several times, she just dodge, I could not persuade the side, after all, this is war, brutal war, we have chosen the road is killing. we must travel.
her riding a white tiger run farther, disappeared, I just remember her name is two words, and as mysterious as the night is full of temptations.
do we have to travel?
night I sat on the beach She sat in that position, I think of the stars Bloodhoof Village, and the time overhead is the same? and this time is on her head, like it. no one answered me, we lost the war.
I lifted my arm, from the bank fishing rod out of childhood, silently environments to catch a fish, I want to just wait forever, waiting for her again.
the sun has been vaguely on the horizon, it is What a party hot spot ah, peace and glory, wine and laughter, the wizard and the Rose. I stood calmly and let the sun shines on him, said to himself: The brothers, who travel to the sea side, travel to the highest glory of war, a long trip to the dark city, back to the evil words.
I leave today, travel to the ends of the earth, travel to end the war, far Darnassus line to bring back the girl of my spirit.

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