| Subject: + Evil Presence + |
Author:
Raistlin and +
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Date Posted: 09:18:07 07/23/02 Tue
In reply to:
¤Pera¤
's message, "[Outsider]" on 10:07:31 07/22/02 Mon
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+ Disappearing for slightly under an hour, then returning back +
+ His body was more mangled than before, fresh open wounds still bleeding +
+ His scales were a pale gray hue, not their usual glossy black sheen +
+ Eyes were crytalline clear, not blue and silver, not red and black, not just blue +
+ Landing softly exactly where he was before, he looks to both of his draclings and sighs deeply +
+ Picking up the oldest, the Shadow hybrid femme, he brushes her scales with his talons, nuzzling her gently +
+ He loved his daughter emmensely more than any other dracling, except for one who shared the same amount of affection +
+ The black dragon in the shadows, his youngest male dracling, he picks up with his tail and smiles warmly +
+ Kaal looked exactly like him in his prime of his life, glossy black scales, crystalline talons, streamlined body and diamond encrusted scales +
+ His eyes were much different, one of blue and one of green, unlike him +
+ Still saddened at this note, he smiled at his daughter and places them both upon his ebon gray chest +
+ Though torn apart and the salty scales rested upon his wounds, he lived with his pain +
+ Nuzzling them both, he smiles and looks around +
+ In his oldest's mind, he speaks +
I do it for Everdark, I do it for Everdark...
+ Not showing any feelings, he contines to look around and bears his pain and suffering quietly +
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|+ The semitransparent dracling runs forth and leaps on his father's chest + Looking at his older sister and younger brother, he could careless what he thought of them + Knowing they all looked down upon him, he was pure Cloud dragon, the only one of the clutch that did not own a single drop of Shadow dragon blood in his veins + He didnt want pity, he wanted to be equal + Hisses slightly at his younger brother to show his dominance over him, he looks up to his sister with his blood shot eyes, and smiles, resting his head on his sister's back + His body was absolutely freezing, like his father's, and he was the only one to inherit the curse + It was something different, he supposed + He didnt like the cold feeling, but he lived with it as much as he could, trying forget it + He kept reminding himself, as his siblings owned the shadows, he owned the skies, as he shakes his way-too-large wings and nuzzles his older sister |+
+|Xephyr|+
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