Subject: (*)Fires Singing(*) |
Author: HeLl SiNgEr
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Date Posted: 09:20:00 10/13/02 Sun
In reply to:
HaC
's message, "~才Thought~才" on 18:57:35 10/12/02 Sat
(*)Attention was strictly to he, a seldom conquered move. For the sake of life, attention had to be everywhere....but no. It was only for him. Words, silken in their evil comeliness, were stalled, caught in masked awe for the dragon, and the trials of his being. Gaze simply simmered in the crimson waves she created in this dark abyss, while mind was busy piecing things together, who belonged in a coherent relationship.(*)
(*)Ocules now saw the talons he spoke of, now shedding the brown-ashen hue bestowed upon them. He spoke of a blessing, of a curse. Another curse? Even she carried the burden of one. Who would curse such a precious being, though that could be asked of all with a trully dark heart....all fostered cursed souls. But no matter, not now at least. The serenity mask, over her tortured self, settled once more, allowing a small twist of lips to be present. But it soon fell. As did her physical closeness to Magiess' daughter. Closer its base came to the warm terra of her dwelling, and less her mind understood how he could give such a thing to such a creature as unworthy of it as yourself.(*)
I only have one remaining question for you, but this I will let fate answer for me. You have revealed so much to me, priceless knowledge I will forever be humbled to.
(*)Her gaze was so full of revelation, opening herself to him of fire, opening herself to eternity. The simper made a comeback, as Magiess' daughter began to slip down her front, ceasing to move as its foundation paired against her own. Blinkers watched the being, now set upon the ground, watched it entranced and romanced. Finally, the vision was peeled from her, and offered to the brute once again(*)
And because of this, I fear I can no longer be guardian over this life that was given no chance. Too sacred is she, and too unworthy am I, for us to ever be a pair. But I do love it, and ever shall. It was a gift from thee that I shall fail to forget. But it is not mine. It is yours....
(*)The firess took the stance of a quadriped, sparing one limb so its paw could move the gift closer to the dragon. It now sat between them, and she behind her. Back to haunches Hell's Lady returned, beauty pulsing in heated waves around them, so concealed by the nefarious shadows of her trials. But it beamed in her now, and only because of he. And no, not for features or pelt did she confirm her elegance, but to her soul, which this creature so stirred. And if he could ever think to offer her such a priceless life, she was forced to find herself beautiful.....beautifully humbled by this being before her. She seldom let her minded status fall under those around her, but to he she easily would permit it. It was only right. As her revelation came to conclusion, her radiance fled, soon engulfed by the darkness she so willing let become her. But beautiful she would remain....in her own right, at least. And if any chose to see it, more power to them, for beauty was in the eye of the beholder. And for this beholder....to beautiful creations....were right in front of her....
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