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Subject: [dreams never fade, but evolve in the frigidity of solitude.]

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Frozen Dreams

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Date Posted: 20:49:02 01/10/03 Fri
In reply to: Black Thunder 's message, "Black Thunder" on 03:00:02 01/10/03 Fri

the evil valley member prowled languidly toward the female. his gait was relaxed and over confident at the smae time, auditives swivelled with something less than intent and he surveyed this one with indifference bordering on distaste. his arrogance was so farfetched it was reminiscent of old TV drama's with the super-etched character personalities, the ones hat lacked the subtleties of most of today's programming. stepping from the shadows his dusty coat did not reflect light and rather seemed complemented by it. the ebony mane hung down boredly over his neck and shoulder. he halted his pace several feet before he mare and assumed a dominating position. he eyed her a second as he spoke,m running a second judgement through his cerebrum.

Hello. my name is Frozen Dreams. i would like to invite you to make Evil Valley your home

his words were polite, formal, welcoming. but when coupled with his tone, which bordered on monotone and failed to conceal his boredom. and to top everything off his stygian lamps brightly reflected fire. a notion craziy distilled from his poise and apparant settling.

pivotting without awaiting response he slipped back under the blanket of shadows from whence he came. a distinct trail of prints led to the edge of the horizon -- a vvery short distance due to the dark of the wood in which the place of meeting was set. his steps trailed into darkness shoud you choose to follow. or you could stay. take your luck with the other dogs maybe? or run with a king.

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