Date Posted:00:14:21 02/15/04 Sun Author: Shalimar Subject: ...:~ Fuego Animado ~:...
The stallion had long left the open field of those wishing permission into this bizarre new land and had carried his white masculine bulk into many of the yet unclaimed terrains. Smile still lingered upon the brujo's pallid features as the very fact that he was among the first to enter and had a choice between residency. Dark russet orbs glistened in the cryptic light that fought to shine through the dense mist that surrounded his territory of choice. Here there was water close by and lush flora to fill on gut and the temperature perfect, the mist cooling the atmosphere.
