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Date Posted: 11:35:31 11/29/03 Sat
Author: Winded Spark 
Subject: Blood Unseen Is Blood Unshed
In reply to: Black LibertyThread Break 's message, "Even death keeps on singing.. [Time, Spark]" on 11:34:19 11/29/03 Sat

Years gone by, and now the hawks take flight. The equss race of wildhearts is in an unrest. For the duo has arisen again, from the depths of hell, I present to you, Shadow and Flame merged into Black and Blood, Winded Spark and Black Liberty.

As though in suspended animation, the flamed banshee regards the aftermath of her fine song.Through orics of sheen black is seen, Black Liberty answers the call and treads onto the dusted envelope of clearing that held three unwavering fates. Spark's gaze rotates from fae to monarch and the background of darkness that now enshrouded her, Winded's name-sake was one to truly behold. It fit her like a glove to the testiness of a forest fire to the chill of a winters wind across the back-bone of the unsheltered. Luminated, her orics glow not of blank such as Liberty's but of a brilliant shade of light crimson to which only the moon could do any justice. Hanuches grind and tension mounts as the snake coils again, fangs daunting with anticipation as Spark awaits the inevitable. Her mandible snaps along with her nape into an archway that would put romans to shame, dreads that waver in the masses veil the ageless features of a mustang-arab type ghost. Oh how the urge to produce a fit of laughter or even a giggle crept up over the Goblin like a blanket, curse the damned equine heritage to which she had been bred. None-the-less, her almost lustic state was well marked into the patterns of her behavior at this moment, the spring in her step as her oval continued, or the glimmer of satisfaction when Liberty had stepped forward. All clear signs of a climax that was very much anxiously awaited. How long had it been since last Spark's jaws had claimed a tantilizing prize, had to be a good year now hadn't it? Saddening. Oh well, the thought is cast aside as a mute conversation rages between herself and Liberty. The signal would be given, all in good time, Spark reminded herself, just be patient. Secretly she hoped that this little conflict would not end in and abrupt exit.

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Replies:

~*Time will Tell -- Only Time, 11:36:44 11/29/03 Sat
- Blood Unseen Is Blood Unshed -- Winded Spark , 11:38:25 11/29/03 Sat
 - -Bite the Wax TadPole -- BadSeed, 11:39:49 11/29/03 Sat
 - ~* Time will tell... -- Only Time, 11:41:40 11/29/03 Sat
 - Blood Unseen Is Blood Unshed -- Winded Spark , 11:45:08 11/29/03 Sat
 Even death keeps on singing.. [Seed, Spark, Time] -- Black LibertyThread Break, 11:46:56 11/29/03 Sat