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Frozen Dreams

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Date Posted: 18:21:36 12/24/02 Tue
In reply to: Self Inflicted Pain 's message, ""Frozen Dreams..."" on 09:45:27 12/23/02 Mon

Frozen Dreams
He ocntinues the polite sharade, though he obviously isn't the slightest inclined to feel any sympathy or pity for her, or anything actually. he'd locked all emotion save those of use into a box at the highest point on the walls he'd so carefully constructed oh so many ears ago.

really. and what is different now?

he'd flinched involuntarily at the close in gaps between them, but had steeled himself against moving off ot the side. His dusty hide remained dry, suiting it's name 'dusty', in all appearances. he knew how to maks the fact that his foot was giving him more problems as the walk drew out, but he forced himself to make pace, dive himself just a little harder. it wasn't so bad. what was pain anyways? just a glitch in the grey matter between his ears.

f r o z e n | d r e a m s
Dreams never fade, but evolve in the frigidity of solitude

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[> [> Subject: Weary of the narrow path, her orbs focused infront of her.
Author: Self Inflicted Pain [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: 19:05:51 12/24/02 Tue "Many things, of course, despite what had occured over the four years of my entire existince and being." Melancholy tones once again filled her liquid eyes, creating the permanent stain.