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Rage
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Date Posted: 21:17:57 02/02/04 Mon
In reply to:
Azriel
's message, "-Azure Bound-" on 18:03:44 02/02/04 Mon
(Oi, lets see if my muse isn't totally dead yet)
-The large and seemingly regal crown of the onyx brute was turned as from the depths he felt and then saw the azure figure, his friend, Azriel. Even before words were registered in the verbal form the leader of this desert and the friend of many, though he seemed to forget this at time, knew what the other wanted. A soft yet forced sigh was given as whipcord of the beast curled about hunches like a cat's tail upon its feet. Optics that had years ago been an endless ebon' handsome yet mysterious, now glowed a fiery crimson...much like the blood that had been spilt upon this land, his own and others. But that was not what his friend seeked, he wished to know what was bothering him. That was the problem...he wasn't overly sure. The past, the present, perhaps even the future. It was as if for the hundredth time throughout his life within CM the massive male was having a midlife crisis, given the others had been with reason, near death, new family, loss of family...but this? He'd dealt with all those before. The fact that his ExMate was now insane, blind, and seemed to go from remembering him to not remembering him didn't help the matters. Lids of multi protective layers had closed over the bloody gaze, only to open once more and focus on that of his friend. With regretful cords of deep baritone, the brute of raven scales and growing heart spoke- 'Common Sense is blind, insane...she doesn't even remember me at times...My clutch has departed for other realms. Our kingdom is unmanned, bared for the taking of either a dictator or some weakling that will surly see our side to our deaths. The age of the dragons is over...its a harsh reality I'm not willing to admit, nor deal with...ever. -Saying this silver talons, clutched into the fists of the massive dragon, crown lowered and tail still. He felt alone, even in the mists of friends...so alone-
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