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Date Posted: 16:31:05 04/05/04 Mon
Author: soulless
Subject: .death becomes me.










Hard stones propel the form of the soulless one across the borders of the realm, permission for the highness already granted at the entering grounds. Chassis works it's way through the low brush, churning the dusts of the earth, forcing it to settle in another place. And in the dusk she seemed like a phantom, a simple illusion to the eye, but there was more to this vision, and it was unfortunate to her.

Slowing her form to a halt, momentum throwing her tendrils forward before settling once more, the crania of the mistress is lowered slighlty. Is this her final resting place? Slipping one auid forward, and the other at half mast, she could only guess the answer. But alas, it was time to announce her coming, and heed of the beckoning given to her. Labios parted as a call came forth from her throat, echoing across empty air to anyone who wanted to hear it.
i am nothing but soulless
for it has been 10 long years for this old hag
i am nothing more than a sheet of flea bitten gray upon a structure of bones
nothing... nothing more than a pessimistic wench that has no point in living.
read me as read





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[> [days.go.by.] -- Season, 09:16:22 04/06/04 Tue



De Satan ou de Dieu, qu'importe? Ange ou Sirène
Qu'importe, si tu rends, — fée aux yeux de velours
Rythme, parfum, lueur, ô mon unique reine!
L'univers moins hideux et les instants moins lourds?

-Season approaches the venerable femme, intrigued. Horses that have reached old age are few and far between, and the buckskin is not going to pass up a chance to speak to the wizened gray. +Hello,+ Season halts a few feet from the femme, pools trained carefully on the audials of the older femme. +Allow me to welcome you to Shadow Vale. The lead, Firelight, is not here right now, but if I could help you in any way, please allow me. I am called Season, by the way.+ She turns her full energies to listening for the femme's reply.-


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[> ^anyone here?^ -- Season's player, Sera, 10:39:38 04/12/04 Mon


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[> [> hey sorry...lol -- Jess, 17:37:02 04/23/04 Fri

i will post in a little...we are moving the horses around...especially evil and rebel ranks...so i am trying to convert and all...so sorry please wait:)


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[> [> [> no problem... -- Sera, 08:23:53 04/24/04 Sat


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