| Subject: ...intricate, flickering dance... |
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Shiva's Fire
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Date Posted: Tuesday, September 16, 05:21:44pm
In reply to:
Seasonal Glory
's message, "...Battle Flame..." on Friday, September 12, 01:56:41pm
Fiery bronze faerae smiled, lighting up exquistely chiseled, Orientally strange and compellingly beautiful features like a match bursting into flame. >>She wanted to keep me busy, so I wouldn't be afraid,<< she thought, knowing her mother too well. But Seasonal Glory had no reason for concern in that area. Shiva was an independent young regina, had never feared harm for herself. Her only thoughts were of the dance, and of the few she held dear. There were not many, but those that were she was fiercely protective and clannish of. Tossing finely tapering, exotically mysterious head, flaming tresses whirling and fanning, the snowy diamond 'twixt large, dark pools burning frothy crystal, a precious drop of glistening snow in the fire, she calls a goodbye to her mother. ~Farewell.~
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