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Author: Sierra |
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Date Posted: 17:08:25 02/20/05 Sun She had left the lair of Essence for the time being. Perhaps one day she would return, but he had grown absent and seemingly deserted his mares. Sierra had loved the dark domain, but her own desires had carried her elsewhere. The fierce brackish silver optics were shining with brilliant aggressiveness and aloof coldness. She hated the world and its inhabitants. Sierra was a fighter, cursing the ones who granted her life, but now living to the fullest extent a tainted soul could ever possibly suffer. Nares widened as she inhaled the scents of the terras. So many mares -so unaware -how pathetic. None would take advantage of her...she was prepared to defend herself, but perhaps if one could catch her eye...then maybe she would follow. [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] |
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