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Date Posted: 05:04:16 01/06/03 Mon
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- Oh how complementary of the female, to compare her to such reputable, influential leaders of their humble little dwelling, yet she liked to consider herself as an individual. Obviously, she had developed her conduct through the examination of others, yet had transformed their methods into qualities of her own. Her own bleak, stark character was just that: her own. Yet indignation blooms her indication of her ever coupling with one of the opposite sex. Within rank, veiled corners, scars crisscross her mind, leadening her soul, she existed by one golden rule; unlock yourself to another, confide in them, and no more than anguish commences, therefore trust nothing but your own with and brawn. She had ascertained that one through the difficult approach. Her thoughts upon this matter are conveyed concisely through the rotation of her ears and the slight inclination of her unadorned pallet, yet her eyes, never for an instant, stray from the figure facing her, diverse sentiment churning inside, behind the calm mask of russet that is portrayed. Only the obtuse do not fear, yet only the feeble or suicidal shows it, or let it decide for them. The stale breath of fear breathes down her neck icily; if both resolve to gang up on her, there was a possibility she would not be able to escape both unscathed; yet at the moment all appeared well, the one dubbed Solidity seemed, out of respect of Aerial, to be content to stand back and observe. But all could change in one rash instant, so all she can do currently is crouch in waiting, and and await what ensues. -
†Hell†
†On†
†Hooves†
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