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Date Posted: 13:50:55 10/24/02 Thu
Author: Redeemer and Bloodletting
Author Host/IP: 152.163.188.40
Subject: :|| haunting me /there were bloodstains\
In reply to: Sayyid Laheeb 's message, "Firey Shadow" on 13:56:47 10/23/02 Wed

:|| petite fatale viewed her sire's prescence in the area and shifted into a slow motion towards him.

:|| whuffling a few breaths as she came to his side,redeemer ducked beneath the bodice that towered well over her.

:|| acute lobes swivled atop her delicate cranium as her cerise optics watched closely as her sibling followed after her.

the young brute followed after his sister closely, also coming to sayyid laheeb.

halting, his nares flared as he caught the scent of his mother slowly returning to the area. narrowing his oynx oculi he briefly caught the blurry outline of his dam.

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[> [> ..open your hate.. -- Slave Dancer, 14:12:45 10/24/02 Thu (152.163.188.40)

..open up your hate and let it flow into me..

..arriving at the small gathering of her new family, slave dancer greeted the trio with a small nod of her head..

..there was no hint that she and her half sister had gotten into an arguement. watching as redeemer 'cowered' beneath her sire..

..shifting in closer to them, fatale lowered crania to be eye-level with the filly. except for the eye color, their oculi were identical.what is wrong, young one? she inquired the filly and patiently awaited an answer..

..madness is the gift that has been given to me..

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