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La larga y afilada espada Marcaba su triste camino Cual lúgubre marcha señala Su triste y fatal destino. Los últimos momentos de su vida Recordaba él con melancolía Sangrando dolorosamente por la herida Terminó su vida al final del día.

Meanwhile, on the Great Fox… Fox was sitting in the break room, talking to General Pepper on his comm. device. He got in contact just before the old dog was about to do something important for work. When he was asked where he was in the city yesterday, Fox told Pepper of how he ran into Dash (but left out the part of being Andross' grandson for his friend's sake) and when the two of them met the Star Wolf at the steakhouse and how strange but good things went down. Pepper was surprised with Fox's reply at that point, he would usually think that Fox would just freak out and went on attacking Star Wolf within the facility. Fox gave off a sarcastic laugh at that comment. He probably would've, but for some reason there he didn't feel like wanting to beat them up when he saw them twice, once before the press conference and the other outside the restaurant. It may have felt weird that he and his old nemesis were having peace with each other, but hey! Shit happens, right? Then, he remembered

The small spaceship was zooming through the stars, making its way past the asteroid belt, heading in the direction where planet Corneria was located. He made a few twists and turns around every asteroid, boulder, even small space rocks so that he could make it through without leaving a scratch on the surface of the ship(he was SO not gonna make a screwup before his first day of the new job!). While he was focused on the controls, dodging the rocks at every turn, his suitcase bounced up and down, continuously, flipping over one side to another. The wolf made it past the last of the asteroids, so he was flying smoothly through space again and the case stopped bouncing. The wolf sighed for a few seconds, thinking about what he'd heard from Bill Grey from Corneria. About a blue vixen. About… Krystal He was feeling thrilled. He had long waited to see his sister again after so long! When he was captured by Andross' forces when his home was destroyed, he thought that he would be alone for the

The giant doors of the cockpit slided open as Fox went near. The vulpin flew his Arwing inside and landed on the metallic floor inside the Great Fox, turned it off, grabbed the keys, and exited the vehicle. He stretched both of his arms above his head, feeling tired from the flying and wished to head back to bed, but he had other things to worry about right now: his team. He felt nervous again, not the first time all day, as he began to walk down the hall to find the others. He was finally going to open up to them about his sexuality and how he found out about it. He was only hoping that some of them would freak out and hate him for it, especially Krystal. He thought that she would be homophobic and that she would be upset about it. He never once let her try to read his mind and find out about it, as he's grown a resistance to her mind reading, so here's to hoping that she doesn't try to do anything again. At least Peppy would be by his side since he already knew about him being gay.

It was dark now in Corneria. Fox and Wolf were sitting on a bench together in a park that was somewhere near the center of the city. They were sitting in silence now over the short outburst that the vulpin had earlier. Fox was feeling like a total wreck over this situation. He felt really lonely for not opening up to anyone else over his sexuallity and being afraid of what others might think. It felt like he was in a nightmare that he couldn't wake up from, that he was doomed to live in a web of lies for the rest of his life with nobody to turn to… Wolf sat next to him with his hand on Fox's shoulder, holding his grip so that he could comfort him somehow. His mind was starting to flash back to many years ago back in High School. He remembers the day of his parents' funeral. He was sitting on his knees in front of their grave with their names carved onto the stone: Mark and Amelia O'Donnell, Devoted Husband and Loving Wife when no one else could be. Rest in Peace. He was shedding a

These days I've been feeling a little nostalgic. Since in a few months, it will be 10 years that I have been on this page will be fulfilled and I have begun to remember a lot of its users that I have met here that are my friends or users that I admire, some are still active, others are no longer active, but their accounts are open, and another completely closed their accounts. In this list I will name them one by one. If there are any that I have not mentioned, my sincerest apologies if I have forgotten them you. Just let me know and I'll add them to the list.