Reply...</a>�Austere glimpse of ascetic female figure brings a trace of abhorrence, shadowing the thoughts of vixen... lobes lace to cranium before slipping into the shadows, an observer...� -- ~Mares~

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Date Posted: 18:23:39 06/11/01 Mon
Author: Storm's Haven
Subject: Reply...�Austere glimpse of ascetic female figure brings a trace of abhorrence, shadowing the thoughts of vixen... lobes lace to cranium before slipping into the shadows, an observer...�
In reply to: Darkest Silence 's message, "

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. . . P l e a s u r e . . . -- Darkest Silence, 19:27:00 06/11/01 Mon

Tension rippled through the air, nostrils quivering, but the sixth sense remained hidden. The factor of the confines which hid between the waves of air was ignored, she knew whom the source was, and it was irrelavent. Many had found her disgusting or despicable, yet she had moved onwards deciding to use it to her advantage not her demise.

The hours slid by shifting the temperature. Moving quietly from her place amongst the bushes, the female ravaged the beckonening horizon. Toiling with it's old pleasures, it allure nearly unbearable to the angel of darkness. Lobes flickered quietly listening preparing herself for the coming moments of the unexpected . . .

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