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Date Posted: 15:08:34 11/20/01 Tue
Author: Fire and Ice
Subject: ... confusion ...
In reply to: Soul of Darkness 's message, ".. no need .." on 21:58:30 11/19/01 Mon


I'll be here...
Why...?
I'll be 'waiting' here...
For what?
I'll be waiting... for you... so
if you come here...
You'll fine me.
I promise.


~

^Golden vixen jumps backwards at touch of stud. How dare he! A single forelimb strikes out at ground, scraping at loam. It's mate remaining still. Trembles slightly, in the confusion of it all. Flaxen tresses fall down arched neck of the fatale, as hock-kisser remains still. Snort is issued via nostrils. Who was this stud and why did he wish her so? She knew not of a stud such as himself... She once knew a stud as a young fatale who looked much like this one. He was young and fitter though. Perhaps a son of his? But, nay, it couldn't be the stud before her that she had once felt for... he was undoubtably dead. That is the only reason he had broken her heart - twice. The heart she had so carefully opened up to him and in return, he gave it to her. Now, the tables have turned. It is the fatales heart is of stone and unable to be broken. The pain is still fresh, as if it happened yesterday - tender to the touch. Concave lobes flutter backwards if approached by the stud. Refined shrew remains dangeriously still, only signs of her living is the gentle beating of her heart & the inhaling of life-supporting oxygen. Yes, this had to be one of his sons. For he is dead... why else would he have left us for so long? Although it may have only been a few months, it was eternal hell for the fatales he had left.... I'm a fallen angel. God doesn't want me so why should you?^



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