Post by clopan on Jul 31, 2008 14:18:32 GMT -8
* A Band of wagons stoped in a clearing a man from the lead one jumping off * All Right my friends we camp here for the week let us lift our spirts, * glanceing at the castle in the distance * and prehaps weight down our pockets * chuckleing clopan egan to walk around the clearing * no stealing here my friends the owners of this land our friends . lets try some hon... * the word caught in his throught * no stealing...