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Date Posted: 19:19:27 11/07/01 Wed
Author: Soul of Darkness
Subject: .. joineth ..


- Sable bronc egresses 'pon joining area. Scent of days gone and past relived once more, the memories.. Indeed they were powerful. Sound of sandcracjed horn 'pon shifting loam. Tresses clinging 'pon bodice of ebon creature, as the darkness enshrouded his being in mystery. Yet to the lands he was as old as any, for the pounding of footsteps 'pon the terrain, washed and gone past as time has done her duty. Yet his scent once more fills 'pon the pores of earth, and he is back. Though perhaps not the bruja kind he held so careful and close to heart.. Setas hitting 'pon sinewed hocks, as nonchalant manner is continuosly adapted 'pon pate of ebon masculent. Watching through placid ambers 'pon the vast sights.. he was returned once more to home, for 'twas the only home that held place within heart. A heart released, from the caged depths of darkness.. Which now once more dared to engulf him 'pon the presence of night. Watching and waiting.. for he seemed the first of many to come. A home as welcoming as this.. he shall never find again. Ebon bronc continues pointless journey into shadows. Awaiting the call of day to come, as plush is pushed t'ward terra, in impatience to rid the land of darkness and to se it once more in all its glory -

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