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Date Posted: 18:21:51 10/12/04 Tue
Author: Windkill
Subject: [ d.a.r.k..l.i.g.h.t.n.i.n.g ]

I Touch The Fire And It Freezes Me,
I Look Into It And Its Black,
Why Cant I Feel?
My Skin Should Crack And Peel
I Want The Fire Back

The large male soars high over the desolate lands. His large crimson wings holds the winds at his disposal. He slowly cuts his batlike wings into the wind, diving. The heat becomes more intense as he get closer to the ground. He looks onto the land with his pitch black orbs, this place was much like his own former homeland, a forboding wasteland. He curls his black talons under, and then uses his wings and tail to steady his flight, he soars a few feet over the sand, searching. He slowly begins to flap his wings forward to stop himself. He finally lands on the sand with his talons digging into the hot earth. The large black bones poking out all the way from his head to his tail tip slowly sit down on his back. And he lets out a small rumble from his throat. He asks. I come seeking an answer. May I welcome among your ranks of Evil? The large warrior looks about. He had nothing left, hopefully this family group let him stay with them. If not he may have to make his way on, alone, forever.

((Sorry for any mis-spellings))

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In the Shadows -- Dark Shadow, 16:17:51 01/01/05 Sat