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Subject: -: angels for everyone [frozen dreams] Author: aerial [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 18:04:09 01/10/03 Fri i hate you because i love you but you don't love me she hated the fickle ways of her heart, how she it said things that made no trace of sense, and yet it somehow expected her to understand. why did her heart do that, take that little jump everytime she looked at him. him. of all people, why him? he was the one she'd beaten up when she'd first arrived in the valley. he was the one she was constantly locked in a power struggle with. so why did her heart insist on doing a little flip everytime she heard his voice, or caught his scent on the wind? with her cloak of animosity and subtle pride pulled tightly around her, she slunked closer to him, as always the bold, feline shadowy vixen she'd been on the first day of her arrival. but somethign seemed different, something about the way she held herself, as if sorrow and indecision pressed heavily upon her shoulders. she wanted to tell him everything. but as her eyes, brimming with questions and uncertainy, met his, she was taken aback by what she saw in them. how could she face him, him so arrogant, so prideful, so domineering, and admit what it was that her fleeting heart told her? she couldn't. and so, after only a brief pause, she stumbled through the speaking of the first sentance to race through her cluttered mind. i apologize for getting in that fight with guilt trip. i just love fighting, and i haven't fought in so long, except with you, and i guess i was just looking for someone to go aginst she was the first one i saw, and, and... and she was rambling. she stopped herself quickly, her eyes, which had dropped to the ground for the course of her 'speech' meeting his once more, a meek and apologetic smile lingering in them, so uncharacteristic of how she normally was. at that one second in eternity, she wasn't herself. she wasn't the 'shadow predator' or the 'venomous one.' she was nothing more then a scared little girl, trying to sort through the conflicting messages that her heart and her head were sending her, a fact which she hold behind a wall of impassiveness and distrust, but a wall that was crumbling more quickly then she could rebuild it. a e r i a l mouthful of poison [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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[> Subject: [say cheese] Author: Frozen Dreams [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 18:28:16 01/10/03 Fri Abrasive stalion had rolled his eyes and steeled himself as the venomous mare approached him in her sly manner, the c at-like entity perching itself, the awy all cats do, in a place that was both too close and too far away. his ebony pools brimmed with fire at first sight of her sterling dappled hide now grasped for fuel. again. like they always did. with another catch of breath in his throat he raised his pate towards the sky. as if to ward off any spell the vixen was trying to weave about him. but as she slunk ever closer a bemused nkitting of his brows interrupted the frigid impassivity of his pallet. something was out of place. she felt different to him. well i mean.. she was still the same threatening embodiment of pain and adreneline coarsed through veins in the normal manner. in preparation. but there was something different. a tiny stirring within his chest. his heart had come alive. the ice that covered the beating organ had heated somewhere with the fire of her presence. and now the hibernating creature stirred and caused him to clench muscle in fear of it's quaking giving him away. the funny thing about it was; the dusty beige half-breed had absolutely no idea what it was that caused him to feel so. indeed he'd felt the tug of lust often enough before to recognize it, but it was an evolved lust. that's it. evolved in a manner that grotesquely twisted the deadly pleasing sin. and as she spoke he paid little attention to her words, wary occuli alighted still upon her comprimed features. the angry pride her presence bruoght to his aura lessened slightly a tilt of his head added a consideration never before seen in the poise of the arrogant stallion. and look! her eyes rifted sought the ground! what was this? his immediate thought was; victory. if he had so cowed the mentallity, could he not usurp a win from the physicality? immediately he dismissed it. there was no doubt this second of weakness would pass her and again she would best him. something tightened within the chambers of the motor he had never considered other than in blood-pumping terms. he didn't want it to end. snapping himself from the considerations he noticed his turn for speech had come and over ripened already so he made a slap-dash attempt to sound haughty in the face of her sudden transformation of emotional state. his tone stifled the pride that held his heart and confused him, causing falterings along his path of speech. but he blundered on. i can understand that.. you definitely have the right way about you.. well, i mean.. your very stunning.. your fighting. your fighting is very stunning, and.. at this point he caught up with his runaway mouth and slapped a titanium gag overtop of the firmly locked zipper. swallowing the rest of the jumble. he appeared before her a frightened foal. at a loss for words, and actions. he felt the silnce. its palpability made itself known in blatant mockery. he prayed release.