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Subject: ~* So you think *~

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Keep Sake

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Date Posted: 16:23:23 12/08/01 Sat
In reply to: Tristen Lawrence 's message, "|wrangler|" on 04:22:10 12/08/01 Sat

A small keep sake,
To remind you of me,
A small keep sake,
Please remember me.
In the shadows of the dark,
That is were I lurk, my empty heart.

~* Femora of sleek grace stands silently from shadows, depthless pools of raven, wise, oculli gazing at the thing that rode upon the noble's back. Auds of perfection melt against skull, eyeing it with supsicience(ps). Raven plummage whisks against haunches in aggrivation. Some were more foolish then others, and yet did they deserve to be enslaved like so many? A sharp clarion emits, warning the other wilds of the danger at hand. Now it was time for the wretched human to behold her form. Cafe femora engresses out of the shadows, only a little ways out, still all to a wary of what this being might hold. Raising upon hind limbs she screeches a warning towards the others to scatter, fore limbs striking the atmosphere menacingly. Upon landing raven plummage flisks, and sleek graceful form of the cafe hue femora melts in the shadows of where she came from. *~

~* Keep Sake *~

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Subject	Author	Date
-watches-	Tristen and Mystaken Stranger	18:24:27 12/08/01 Sat
~* Shuddering ~ -- Keep Sake, 18:52:25 12/08/01 Sat* -intelligence- -- Tristen and Mystaken Stranger, 19:00:34 12/08/01 Sat ~* No Fear ~ -- Keep Sake, 20:41:38 12/08/01 Sat* -continues- -- Tristen and Stranger, 17:21:30 12/09/01 Sun