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Date Posted: 16:19:16 07/04/01 Wed
Author: Stir of Echoes
Author Host/IP: spider-tk073.proxy.aol.com / 152.163.206.208
Subject: ~Pit of Death~

*~*They say a black abyss is a nothingness...an imprisonment for lost souls...only in the shatter of the night..can you hear their tormented calls...and from this legend..arose another..a myth of a equine of pure darkness that arose from this 'abyss'. They say she arises only to defend and condem souls...a spawn of hell..the true guardian of evil..is the myth true or was this some fairy tale? As the acient writings say "Demonness will arise and smight the lands of mortals with the brutalities of lucifere himself..yet among them she will live..her soul so firm..it will never be seduced..."*~*..

+Shadows tremble...something had arrived..sinful fog decends apon the dense forest...concealing all within it..a faint whistle like sound is heard..more like the sounds of painful cries...from the darkness steps an ebon form..outline barely visible..yet occulars quite apparent...orbs dance with the inferno of hell...onyx obsidian strike the ground before powerful limbs thrust finely tuned form into the air...dagger-like hooves strike at some invisable enemy against the midnight sky..war cry is emmited..proclaiming her presence...front limbs plummet back to the terrian..leaving a firm indentation...nares flare..lobes lace...she would awwait the steed here..if he was worthy..then let her see it..+

Name:Stir of Echoes
Gender:femm
Age: unknown..believed to be in her early prime
Breed: Friesian
Personality: evil..you will learn what that really means..she was born to the desert..all compasion was beat out of her...yet she obtained the title 'warrior'...dare to test her patience and you will discover true wrath..
Appearance: Pelt is purest of ebony..conformation is that of a friesian..muscles are finely tuned..war scars on haunches and underbelly..crackling raven tail and dancing rebelious mane...she is like the rose..intriguing beauty yet a nasty suprise for those foolish enough to get too close..
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