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    Prince Tristan Targaryen

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    Post by Prince Tristan Targaryen on Sat Jan 14, 2012 3:03 am

    Much has crossed the thoughts of the young Lad the Prince most knew as the Targareyen Pride the youthful spirited little explorer that learns with each waking rise until the sleep captures His eyes in the darkness. He ran all the steps upwards to His Mothers keep nearly knocking the Guards toppled over on thier feet it could be heard in the entrance " I am Prince Tristan Prince of the Westrero now Move from my side I shall not be denied. walking all Pride ridden she grbbed Him tigthtly so tight in fact........ almost into.... feeling the cast of gloom that lurks so close handed. strong little arms wrap about her neck and she squeezes so tightly the Prince feared falling into, Mother My eyes have been brought a vision of hope the boy continued His rambelings as His eyes grew lower n heavier and He driftd to peacful healthy rest in her arms spared ,adorned, growing with aid of the Wisdom that surrounds Him daily....Tristan rode off on Shadow to meet with His Father.........even if it was just in His dreams.......He very so bid the thoughts

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