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Subject: [o the vain and the way they act]

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Frozen Dreams

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Date Posted: 14:10:20 12/21/02 Sat
In reply to: aerial 's message, "-: mouthful of poison" on 13:10:09 12/21/02 Sat

Frozen Dreams
Taken slightly aback by her indifferent nature he responded automatically by narrowing his eyes, contemplating once again her thought process. deranged? he considered the idea, more likely just bold. vain. definitely bold. his temper flared. and so did his confusio, which in turn fed his anger. polished flint was raised and struck into the soil, once, grinding its way through the turf. he suppresed the anger, his eyes blazed like the lightning that was even now stepping out of it's dark home in the sky. He managed, however to keep the quaver from his voice.

well, aeriel.

he chose his words carefully, fitting them into his icy tones.

perhaps you'd like to find out?

he ruffled his mane, needing something to outlet his temper. remembering she was new here, that he was supposed to be the welcomer, he shouldn't let the personality clash get to him.. but there was something else. that tone of voice she used.. he rattled himself mentally. shrugging aside all thought in an attempt to quiet his buzzing nerves.
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Dreams never fade, but evolve in the frigidity of solitude

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