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Date Posted: 22:07:13 04/20/02 Sat
.) The only warning is an icy wind that ruffles stalks of foliage. A low hiss that carries upon the wind with unavoidable chill drifts from a dark grove of trees. A flicker, the momentary visibility of a barely discerned shape. The wind begins to howl, seemingly with all the sounds of the dying upon it. A sardonic laugh resounds throughout the terrain, and that once barely viewable shape emerges. The darkly ominous equine that stands enshrouded by shadows, a figure whom the chilling winds caress, is one to bring terror and chaos. It seems the glimpse of him before would be much preferable to this now entirely unimpeded view. The wind shrieks yet more, if that is possible, with his coming. A parody of a smile twists his pallid labrums. Ever so slowly, the wind recedes, but when the foliage finally ceases swaying, no shape can be seen. Only a left-over, unpleasant tingle leaves any evidence that he has been there. Again the wind begins to howl, shaking the trees where they stand. If there is any mercy at all...But no, The Apparition has come to call (|.
Moniker: The Apparition
Winters: somewhere around 9
Hue: apparently ashen, but it is hard to tell because of the shadows that mold to his form at all times
Gender: if the words 'he' 'his' & 'him' aren't enough indication, I don't know what is
Bloodlines: ah, now there's a mystery
Persona: Wouldn't you like to know...
Picture: let's just say I'm working on it
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