<font face=centaur><font color=white>.sanity.is.the.madness.preferred.by.the.majority.</font></font> -- Paradise Isle

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Date Posted: 13:54:59 12/05/03 Fri
Author: .the.sandman.
Subject: .sanity.is.the.madness.preferred.by.the.majority.
In reply to: SHAZAAM 's message, "(.absolution is the key, and my guiding light.)--everyone/all--returning" on 21:32:02 12/04/03 Thu

.ghastly brute gathers muscular pillars into standing position, making no extravagant entrance.being new in these lands, no attempt at engaging conversation with any other is made.occuli survey surroundings, eventually dispelling any possibility of hostility directed towards him.catching the silhouette of the obviously ruling masculine in the corner of a somewhat cold gaze, he turns to peer upon him.against the fact that the regal one did not notice his presence, the muscles in the pale's neck shift as he nods in reverence.perhaps it was time to make his existence aware to the ones who may someday become his comerads.or perhaps he should stand alone under the shadow of monotony...

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[> .:Princess in Hiding:. -- Elven, 16:10:08 12/05/03 Fri [1]

Wary auds pricked at the sound of another footfall's, spurring the femme to lift her noble head. The pallid brute was like a beacon in the dark of night, his pale hide seemingly absorbing the moon's rays. A soft nicker emitted from her dusky lips, heralding her emergence from the area in which she had been concealed. Lifting her head high, she called to the stranger once more, her tone vaguely commanding. It was not certain whether he was friend or foe at this point and so he would progress no further toward her sire before she herself had determined his persuasion.

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