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07-17-2010, 07:24 AM
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Wight of the Old Forest
Join Date: Dec 2008
Location: Unattended on the railway station, in the litter at the dancehall
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By special request...
Sorry for forgetting about this thread - I really shouldn't solve any riddles without a new one in petto...
Anyway. This should be fairly easy: The west wind's breath made flesh I'm not, On my foot there is no wing; I rarely gallop, rather trot, But I'm the namesake of the King.
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