Pity. -- Papillon Lagoon

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Date Posted: 17:45:23 10/11/03 Sat
Author: Wings of Papillon
Subject: Pity.
In reply to: Wings of Papillon 's message, "Sighs" on 14:53:11 09/30/03 Tue

She sluggishly walks nervously about, then suddenly stops and looks around. It had been weeks since she had seen her Apocalypse Now. Her emerald eyes are tired. She was a mare of love, of faithfulness, how was she to go on without her love? She sighs in quiet exhaustion. Her body as well as her spirit were slowly getting weaker, more tired. She looks across the ghost town of sand, sea oats, and the fresh salty breeze. She closes her eyes taking it all in through her senses, taking a deep breath of the fragrant bitter air. Quickly she reopens her eyes, brow furrowed. She slowly steps forward. Had it really come to this? She slowly turns away from the sea at a constant and even pace, heading away from the terra. Maybe her love really had abandoned her. She would not be the sitting duck wasting away in her lonliness. Maybe it really had come to just.. leaving. And so she does, slowly and reluctantly moving her painted body across the sand, her pale ivory flaggen waving in the sea's breeze, and away from the terra that ruled her heart.

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