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. epitaph .
i had a dream. i was in a room. it was dark�and oh so cold. i was standing over your body. you were cold too�and white. i tried to help you. i tried to wake you. but you just lay there. it was dark�so dark. there was writing on the wall�but i couldn�t read. the writing was red. i was scared. it was so cold. i touched the writing. it was blood. it was written in your blood. i looked down at my clothes. i was covered in blood. it was your blood. i tried to scream. but no sound came out. that was when i woke up. i was in my bed. but you were gone. and there was writing on the wall. it was red.

. theatrics .
�spotlight� illuminates debut of the brawny serpentine frame, bourn upon lissome columns, roving at a hasty, beleaguered pace. avenue pilots him across the periphery of the other bronc�s province, air of callous poise lingering about him as always, impervious to the altered panorama. bellow is emanated from deep in his chest fissure, broadcasting his influx to his novel alliance.

. the voice inside my head .
knock knock�anybody home?

. ooc .
sorry so short on time�i must say you�re lucky i got a quick post in..J red�s here�the gals should be arriving shortly. i would like to ask though�what exactly is crypt all riled up about?