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Date Posted: 22:19:45 04/02/04 Fri
Author: toxic | saga
Subject: noXious | crea†ion

Slowly in the greyness of that dawn emerged the youthful spitfire, her slender limbs carry her elegant bodice forth. Once well within the confines of the tt she comes to an abrupt halt. Dark, fathomless orbs scan all around; she was looking for somewhat of a temporary residence.

The place seemed to be pretty baron, perhaps it had something to do with the kind of the rebellious but then again perhaps not. Harmonious combination of notes protrude through parted labrums, she was searching for any kind of life. Finely structured lobes are perked, single strand of ebonite tainted forelock falls between them and over defined facial crest, she was listening for any kind of returning call. Hearing none she decides to continue walking for a bit, perhaps she may find someone that way. The silence was driving her insane, she despised hearing her own voice and especially hated the sound of only her hooves beating on the harsh ground. Yes, she was found mentally unfit by a lot of others, but there is one thing that you’ve got to remember. We all go a little mad sometimes.

Silk, inky tail is flicked upon her deep auburn haunches, ridding herself of the flying pests which seemed to almost haunt her very existence. When will she not have to carry this fate that is so very, alone?

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