VoyForums
[ Show ]
Support VoyForums
[ Shrink ]
VoyForums Announcement: Programming and providing support for this service has been a labor of love since 1997. We are one of the few services online who values our users' privacy, and have never sold your information. We have even fought hard to defend your privacy in legal cases; however, we've done it with almost no financial support -- paying out of pocket to continue providing the service. Due to the issues imposed on us by advertisers, we also stopped hosting most ads on the forums many years ago. We hope you appreciate our efforts.

Show your support by donating any amount. (Note: We are still technically a for-profit company, so your contribution is not tax-deductible.) PayPal Acct: Feedback:

Donate to VoyForums (PayPal):

Login ] [ Contact Forum Admin ] [ Main index ] [ Post a new message ] [ Search | Check update time | Archives: 1 ]


[ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

Date Posted: 11:19:35 07/23/03 Wed
Author: Magic Hour
Subject: - Bloody Sunset -
In reply to: . d0g . . s0ldiers . 's message, ". bUrN . . iN . . hElL ." on 23:16:07 07/22/03 Tue

-Magic Hour-
-The time that dragons flee the sky-
-The time where blood paints the clouds-
-And demons wake to come and play-
-Watch it pass, a deadly beauty-
-One rich with love and forboding-


Youth holds useless forleg in the air, butterscoth optics watching the stud as he made his advance. Twin peaks listen in on the words, even as a slight tremor of fear is given. Slowly, she extends her injured leg to set 'pon the terra before uttering a word.

I don't know...Mommy isn't here. Mommy dead...

Tiny dove's optics freze with tears that do not fall, she was scarcely a year into her life but she knew crying never helpped anything. Besides, she feared looking weak far more than the stallion taking her down. After all, to die fast was one matter...to waste away was another. Butterscotch orbs are cast down along with tiara. Spindly pillors lower upper-frame toward the ground in respect for the alpha male...as well as mourning for the departed mare that had brought her to this plane of exsistence.

[ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]


Replies:


Post a message:
This forum requires an account to post.
[ Create Account ]
[ Login ]
[ Contact Forum Admin ]


Forum timezone: GMT-8
VF Version: 3.00b, ConfDB:
Before posting please read our privacy policy.
VoyForums(tm) is a Free Service from Voyager Info-Systems.
Copyright © 1998-2019 Voyager Info-Systems. All Rights Reserved.