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~才Death Is Only The Beggining~才 -- Bloodwork, 18:00:09 01/16/03 Thu (205.188.209.75)
~才 The Key
~才to catching a killer
~才is only a heart beat away...
Wickid one awakened by stirring of the heavenly branch of heritage. Slipping through the backwoods quite as a mouse his slow easy steps brought him silently to edges of rocky cliffs. Crimpson optics aglow as he peered down at the sorral filly, catching the sight of the whisping teal hued winds flow over the young fatale. With awe he watched as in a split instant the filly grew into her full grown being. Evil thoughts swirled and churned in his mind planning of using these winds purposly instead of the accidental ways it had been. Remaining in the shadows as he watched all leave, the plan went to work as he slenked down the rocks stepping with grace and carefulness the bold limbs caried him unto the place his cousin had stood, he watched as the salty waters currents came upon his oynx daggers. He awaited patiently for the next breeze to come upon the setting. Finally it came the breezes whisped through his small flowing mane and tail, He closed his orbs slowly as the plae green came over his figure he stood boldly feeling the unexplanable feel as if the life within him was being drained from him, though knowing t'was only the strange winds taking affect. The breeze twirled and and seemed to dissappear as quick as its affect had taken place. He slowly opened the scarlet optics and looked at his being with pleasure, his ebonite, crimpson lined figure had completely grown to its climax, T'was the shape as a bold and muscled horse yet the slender figure of handsomeness. Seemingly knowing this was the dawn of death, his orbs roared of flames of hell, arising to the enlarged haunches a sharp ear peircing whistle flowed from his equine lips, as the flaming daggers slit through the air, this was his time to leave. He leaped in bounds of the mighty figure carrying him at great speeds only his airborn limbs could have carried him before when still a fawn. No look back or gaze back for he had no cares nor love in his self and left behind a torn dam that never again would he think of. Ruby alicorn pon' forlock slashed through the air with tossing cranium as he reached the border of the territory from the point of the deadly horn shot the embers of evil and sin aiming it pon' the earth the blazes set fire and would quickly spread with the great p'wer of the one who'd given them life. He left then with a smerk of death as he watched the flames burn through his beggining, hoping they would soon reach his dam and destroy their first heavenly one. Turning the swift one exited never to think back on it.
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