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Rage
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Date Posted: 20:20:02 07/15/04 Thu
In reply to:
... Drew ...
's message, "... Wild Heart ..." on 19:43:40 07/15/04 Thu
occ- Trying for
Ashquar, Anide, Malakeh.
Asian fae watched the commotion, watching wistfully at Ashquar. She dearly
would love that stallion, for she had naught one of her own. Mares were
fine, but stallions were cherished. She squared her shoulders, and then
lifted her hair up, the one that fell, the ones that hid her ears... for
once in front of other humans. Brushing it away into a pony tail, she showed
her elven features, the result of a elf who had laid with a human. Ears of
the elf, and the eyes of one, she beheld the secrets. She knew the old
language, the one that most had forgotten.
She clicked to her mare, then rode down, ignoring the stares at her ears.
She dismounted, to be in exact front of the stallion. She noticed the lead
mare, and the black one, who would be nice additions, but her heart yearned
for the stallion. Yune nebar sah Ashquar, enimen ni, ty qin.
(Translations- Hello, I greet you, Ashquar, I greet you in peace.)
¡@ |
Call me Rage for my
name belongs to me alone.
The demon cursed me a girl, and naught a boy.
They say I'm sometimes cold but sweet and happy but
bold and yet sensitive.
My love for creatures is strong, for I am sociable.
I've breathed for seventeen summers.
I belong to no-one
I hold the gift of the elves in my hand. |
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