Flaxen stallion of the sun.... -- Sunset Cliff

[ Show ]

Support VoyForums

[ Shrink ]

VoyForums Announcement: Programming and providing support for this service has been a labor of love since 1997. We are one of the few services online who values our users' privacy, and have never sold your information. We have even fought hard to defend your privacy in legal cases; however, we've done it with almost no financial support -- paying out of pocket to continue providing the service. Due to the issues imposed on us by advertisers, we also stopped hosting most ads on the forums many years ago. We hope you appreciate our efforts.

Show your support by donating any amount. (Note: We are still technically a for-profit company, so your contribution is not tax-deductible.) PayPal Acct: Feedback:

Donate to VoyForums (PayPal):

[ Login ] [ Contact Forum Admin ] [ Main index ] [ Post a new message ] [ Search | Check update time ]

[ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

Date Posted: 15:54:32 10/28/02 Mon
Author: pele
Subject: Flaxen stallion of the sun....
In reply to: BLACHEART 's message, "BLACK HEARTS IN ICE" on 14:31:25 10/26/02 Sat

As the spell entranced his loved one, pele had long new of the intruder, for he had followed him, and as the spell brushed pon thy vix o' he, pele's fire within drew bloody murder. As the stallion so called blackheart "to himself pele thought more like bleakheart" was casting the spell, the poor fool didn't notice the stallion behind him. well the reason he never saw pele in the first place was because he had followed him behind,and the reason pele was never heard by tho thorns was for pele was more quiet since it was his turf. Now thy lamps followed the blue mist, glaze over thy fair shade o his lady, and quickly realized whut it wuz. Screaming his rage, making thy very terrain beneath thy hoof tremble, pele,lowered they countence, with thy sharpend sword pointed dead aim at thy very soul of the poor intruder. His aim hit dead on, into the breast of thy beast scorching thy very breath, heart of the stag. Thy nimble golden talons o' he danced back, ready for the counter strike.

[ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

Replies:

Raised eyebrow -- Blackheart, 16:03:27 10/29/02 Tue
- Hearth ablaze -- pele, 14:24:51 10/30/02 Wed