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Subject: The Fires of Hell

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Hell FIre

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Date Posted: 17:12:42 02/18/05 Fri
In reply to: .fire me. 's message, ".you might as well." on 16:48:42 02/18/05 Fri

The flame emborded stallion paraded darkly through the lands. He was hunting and tis was such a great joy of his. A scent was carried to his nares. His eyes gleamed with lust. a single though intruiged his mind. A wench. He walked toward the scent not in a big hurry. As he came upon the firey wench he saw a goody good stallion trying to make his move. Anger flared in his eyes. Fire danced. No one would surivie a burn from a devil and that was exactly what the brute would do if that scum didn't move off the bitch. He came up angerliy and slammed his large frame into the puny stallion. His tones played hauntingly upon the air. "Be gone scum of the earth or death shall be your parting gift." For well meaning he shot a kick with his 18.5 hand frame at the scum. He then turned to the mare his tool dripping. "Come with me wench. I would love to play with you. Weather you come with me of your own will or weather I have to seed you and then kill you is your choice. You can't fight a devil and win." He nipped her flanks harshly all the while his tones teased her. 'It would be such a shame to kill such a fine specimen. Yes such a shame." He nipped her flank again even more harshly and herded her off toward his realm of the dead.

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.you might as well.	.fire me.	17:26:41 02/18/05 Fri
The fires of Hell -- Hell Fire, 17:32:24 02/18/05 Fri posted there (NT) -- .fire me., 17:36:21 02/18/05 Fri