Author: Gives Me the Chills
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Date Posted: 22:39:26 02/15/04 Sun
‡*Cool Touch*‡
‡*The minx landed 'pon the stone terrain. Her violet orbs sparkle seeing her daughter and mate flying in the sky above. Would they, or even others, recognize her? The once emerald 'ness was now a pearly white, rich navy streaks and swirls tainting her scales. Platinum adorned her daggers, spears, and scythe. Only her orbs were the same, the same amethyst gems. A melodic roar split the silence, telling of her return.*‡
‡*Gives Me the Chills*‡
‡*Chiller*‡
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