Subject: :: Forgive Me :: |
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Date Posted: 11:44:14 09/17/03 Wed
:: Upon cinder hued destrier, the female figure garbed in leather and chain mail crossed into the lands of Øthoe, her features and aura masked from the eyes of those prying eyes. A heavy scarlet cloak fastened at her throat by a gold and onyx clip, the sinfully dyed fabric draped over her shoulders and upon the stud’s flanks. Iron shoes muted against the sand, the pair traveled across the desolate landscape at a quickened pace. The seasons were changing and fall was fast approaching, as was evident in the temperature. Leather clad digits gripping the reins firmly and her mind remained resolute, the wraith frowned deeply. There was something to do. ::
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