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Date Posted: 17:58:11 07/21/03 Mon
Author: Silver Fire
Subject: -�-Alone-�-
In reply to: Surreal 's message, "¿Is This Real?" on 12:07:36 07/18/03 Fri

silven form circled above the land, pearly wings rising and falling in a slow, yet continuous motion. a low sigh was exhaled as crystaline spheres sweeped 'cross the terra. a tiny figurine caught her attention, a pup perhaps. had she really flown so far as to come to the adoption lands? startled she none the less tucked her ivorn wings to her sides, allowing herself to drop like a rock. she smiled with joy, her belly lifting up, though by now the sensation felt normal. as the ground neared, her wings shot forward, her bodice almost grazing the earth. her wings were flung out behind her, allowing her to drop slowly to the ground in parachute-like fashion. as worn paws felt the soft dirt her feathers swung 'cross her back, rustling before they settled tightly. frame was shaken, riding pelt of the flying style the wind so generously made. craning her dial around behind her she smiled warmly at the pup, her outline soon following lead of her crown. platinum paws padded over to the small youngster, halting before her. an inquisitive cranium dropped, curious crystals peering closly at the small cub. a toothy grin was unleashed from her maw as her bodice rocked back on her hinds. after a moments pause her mug pursed, allowing her soft, comforting voice to ooze forth.

hello little one. i am Silver Fire, better known as SF. who might you be if you don't mind me asking?

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