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Date Posted: 18:31:49 02/03/02 Sun
Author: �D�a�m�n�a�t�i�o�n�
Subject: -u n f a i t h f u l-

�The darkness spreads as ebon bas-terd ingresses, without a care. Raging, sinister opticals remain forward, crescent auds retreated 'gainst crown. Stocky virile halts as the shadows seem to cease, the pale moon peircing it, murdering it. Shrill screams fills the night, chilling those of less cold hearts. Alas, the male enjoys the screams. He has no heart.

Alas, a familar scent fills this terrain, and he can feel it. Love. Love is nothing to him anymore. Only violence...killing...and blood are. Warm, flowing red liquid. The life giver. And so sweet to taste. It was the taste that drove him insane, forced down his throat like crimson honey. Virile watches the meadow, waiting, waiting for his meal. He will feed before the night is over. Only blood can quench his thirst. And he knows where to get it

Calm though, boy. Concaved visage is shaken, hind tresses lashed 'gainst hocks. Burly steed suddenly slinks forward, clashing mysticlly with the moonlight. Within the moonlight, he searches for the ghostly Diamond. His Diamond. His forever, even if he can't love her anymore. His mind can't, but his heart will...and it courses with icy blood.

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.:approach:. -- Diamond, 19:01:24 02/03/02 Sun
- �d.e.m.o.n.s� -- �D.a.m.n.a.�.i.o.n�, 19:19:34 02/04/02 Mon
  - -- |)|//\/\()/\/|), 15:12:12 02/06/02 Wed
  - .vicious. -- Diamond, 15:21:01 02/06/02 Wed
    - -b.l.o.o.d- -- �D.a.m.n.a.t.i.o.n�, 23:53:25 02/17/02 Sun
      - .awakening. -- Rough Diamond, 15:46:19 02/19/02 Tue
        �D.a.m.n.e.d� -- �D.a.m.n.a.�.i.o.n, 16:07:55 02/20/02 Wed