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Subject: |Shadowed Rulers of Soul|


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Steed
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Date Posted: 17:32:59 04/07/03 Mon
In reply to: Black Lightning 's message, "And the Thunder Rolled" on 13:53:11 04/07/03 Mon

|The shadows have come... a soul they claim... if there is hope... call my name...|

|Smirk is given toward the steed's sister|
Disgusting...
|Cranium of the steed was tossed madly. Jerking on a invisble bit in his mouth, made by the spirits, were given roughly, forcing the steed to back up against his will. What was will? He bucks, trying to buck off his invisble rider, the sound of a whip could even be heard cracking through the air. Lather gleamed on his back, flames burned in his orbs, and it seemed as if smoke would arise from his nares. Rear was made, still being forced back. Blood started to flow from mug, cuts formed inside by the unseen. Steed fought, but was still weak from a heavenly race. Laughter is heard, though not by the steed. He grew tired quickly and stared first at Black Lightning, who he was growing fond of, then at those of his blood. Forgivness is asked with his orbs as he screams a final plea...|
Kill me! End this curse! I beg you!
|...and surrender is made. Struggle ceases as soul of the steed is locked away and the spirits come to rule freely. Laughter is emitted, dark and cold. A chrous of snake-like voices mock the steed|
Oh yesss... come kill him... come Mother... fight your sssson... hahaha... foolsss are they... And you Black Lightning... dare you challenge usss? Or wasss the race enough? Fool wasss he who called ussss for your ssssake...
|They laughed and chanted to one another, challenging all to come and face them, for they were fearless|


|I was a shadow... unloved by light... my wanders were lonely... as I battled through the night... oh what hope is there now?... has the end finally come?... I was a shadow... the dark is my home...|

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