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Date Posted: 19:52:26 10/23/02 Wed
Author: Ruckus
Author Host/IP: 24.54.77.233
Subject: trust the devil and the devil shall kill
In reply to: Stone Ghost 's message, "as you wish" on 21:12:26 10/21/02 Mon

Emotions kill faster than fire.

Hesitant steps carry the chocolate inamorato into the dry lithosphere of the gorge, her fuscous opticals scanning the area with a soft expression, rather disappointed that she found herself here, a barren land with angry and untrusting quadrupts. tut tut, whats this? no love for me? then i will walk right out the door Rather rough movement brings her to the svelte shade of a dead tree, no leaves giving weight to the weak branches. Presperation begins to appear upon torso, though not from nervous demeanor, more of the heat. It was supposed to be cool. The rustling of the twigs above her indicated that the wind had found its way into the gorge, which lightened her spirits. Bliss envelopes her as she moves into a smooth prance, collum curled and tail lifted. Dust is kicked up by her obsidian quads, clouds growing larger as she playfully jumps at it and bucks in the midst of it. Girlish squeal is released from pharynx, as she breaks from the pack who crowded her so.






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