<font color=lightskyblue> /.../ A touch of a smile graces her golden features.. she rarely smiled anymore.. /.../ S'aight.. it was building up.. I had to yell at someone..</font> -- Realistic Dreams : The Present : The Park

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Date Posted: 17:09:26 12/09/01 Sun
Author: Echo
Subject: /.../ A touch of a smile graces her golden features.. she rarely smiled anymore.. /.../ S'aight.. it was building up.. I had to yell at someone..
In reply to: Echo 's message, "/.../" on 16:11:07 12/09/01 Sun

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~he chuckles and shakes his head slightly~ I'm used ta bein yelled at...No big deal... ~He glances down the trail~ Well..I can disappear if you want me to..youi can keep running and we can act like this never happened and you'll probably never see me again.....Or...I could ask you if i could treat you to a cup of coffee.. (NT) -- Damion De`Von, 17:13:16 12/09/01 Sun