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Subject: § Stationary § Author: Keep Sake [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 23:52:19 12/21/01 Fri In reply to: [Ashleigh] 's message, "[Wakeing]" on 23:08:57 12/21/01 Fri 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 o' cafe hue snorts, nares flaring in crisp scent o' spring morning. Auds tamper to lay back, slightly defying cue. Aye, feral she twas, and feral she would act. Crafted pistons move slightly in direction o' girl, rather then safety in tree line. Velveteen muzzle extends, silken sable lips brushes 'gainst the girl's face, as if wiping tears away. Skull lowers, rubbing forehead 'gainst girl's chest. With 'affection' shown, elegant femme backs away. Sleek frame araises once more, fore pistons tucked 'gainst barrel. Tossing o' skull to heavens in air, femora releases a shrill clarion. This twas last time femme would come 'ere during summer. Perhaps next time she returned, a youth o' equus would follow 'er like a shadow. Landing 'pon Earth feral bolts, pistons making a steady melody, gale whipping mane, fore, and plummage back. Loud clarions emit once more, and then all was silent as cafe diseappered. ::.. § Keep Sake § [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]