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Subject: Prince Charming Author: Ziraga [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 09:01:51 12/13/02 Fri A palomino stallion galloping many miles away suddenly rears, and in a flash of white light becomes an immense, magnificent bronze-gold dragon, his neck, underwings and underbelly all pure, milky white. But the truly frightening and spectacular thing about him are those distinctive, purely evil and twisted, chlorine-green eyes. And they are trained on the untouchable golden Goddess, the Queen, the ethereal being before him. As he watches her a strange feeling creeps across his tarnished soul. "My lady," he drawls easily, his tone like poisoned velvet as he takes her talon and kisses it gently. "My lovely Isis... would you do me the honor of accompanying me to the Ball?" [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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[> Subject: hmph Author: tara [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 06:46:22 12/18/02 Wed if anyone cares *glares pointedly at the world in general* ziraga is away at the moment, as i'm off to vermont and canada. so ha. [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

[> Subject: up, lizzy reply please? *cute little sad face* Author: tara [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 17:08:34 01/01/03 Wed [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

[> Subject: Reply Author: Isis [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 06:22:57 01/03/03 Fri Hidden surprise grips the iced heart inside her chest, the heart untouched for eons, it seems. But touched, not by love, but by curiousity. His nature, hardly subtle. The eyes, piercing acid that choked any who dared to stare. Not unlike her own. [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

[> Subject: Not at all unlike Author: Ziraga [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 16:39:12 01/04/03 Sat An oddly cruel smile twists his draconian features. "Tongue-tied, my Queen? Well, you don't need to speak to dance. Will you be joining me?" His own heart is so convoluted and obscure that it's hard to be sure it's even still there, and yet... if it is, it would be with her that he would know it. His eyes do not pierce so much as corrode; they eat away all the layers of manners, eloquence, and other such false pretenses and stare down into the barest soul that is left. Hers, however, spear the unwary like a harpoon through the wing, taking you away to be consumed at will. So in his own way, the bronze and white dragon is far more subtle than the aureate Queen believes him to be. [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

[> Subject: Re: Prince Charming Author: Isis [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 09:35:37 01/08/03 Wed (Oh, deary. I think part of my message was eaten...) Charmed by his insistance, she agrees. "How could I say no?" A small sly smile covers her face, as she put a silver talon to his dragon lips. "Neverminds, please don't answer that, Ziraga." [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

[> Subject: Insistence and persistence Author: Ziraga [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 10:33:41 01/08/03 Wed An ever so slight note of surprise strikes in the bronzed dragon's mind; She was steel last I saw her, but now she seems far more fluid and molten. Ah well... strike while the iron is hot, I say. His sleek draconian form stretches as he extends his long, powerful wings and he offers an elbow for her to take. "Mum's the word, my Queen. Shall we?" [Lizzy- Erika says hi! *^_^* Don't you just love Ziraga's dodgy, cryptic metaphors? ^_~] [ Post a Reply to This Message ]