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Date Posted: 05:40:30 08/01/02 Thu
Author: .insomnia.
Subject: .........i cant sleep.........

[lo de do.....I havent slept since tuesday....so I decided to create this rather appropriate character....heheeha! Two days straight, pulled all nighters on the internet :)]

In the crisp depths of twilight; a solo, fleeting shadow floats undauntingly between the density of shoots and arbors; drafty appearance unable of containment, as rapt hiss of wind, a slithering phantom of immortality edging the sleak physique of the cunning female. brazen peltage fickly dashed with slithers of shattered light, tautly reformed features upon maw glare with a malicous hint. But monuent revealed to be more plyable, flexing; scythes raptly brushing charred plantation. What hell shall the phantom bring? The night grows young. scandelous mare consisted an outwardly charred extierior, tresses fondled by nature's forces of the same character; arabic mongrel embedded deep in refined heritage as plumage flags. Mohogany orbs flicker cunningly, brave defiance; a cunning pride that could be her matriarchal calling, or her downfall. Eerie melody of havoc emmits harshly through transfixed jowl, maw abruptly chizeled with the same bittersweet irony as her carriage presents to the cadres.

Calling

Insomnia

Turns.O.The.Clock

prime

Stain

charred

Persona

why spoil the ending?

carriage:

The other Realms do not have enough significance; or reason to join. And, the males are too shody for my tastes.

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