| Subject: <+><><+><><+>~~~The Wondering Wanderer~~~<+><><+><><+> |
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Date Posted: 20:54:21 03/21/01 Wed
Author Host/IP: px3nr.wp.shawcable.net/24.66.94.142
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Wanderer (I'm gonna repost this, I'm not sure if you saw it or not. prolly did. but anyway, inside)
's message, "~!!~~!!~Never The Less~!!~~!!~" on 11:31:37 03/18/01 Sun
*She nods her head gently, restlessly as her vision traces the solid band of sky which lines the heavy horizon, its lightened hues tracing through the darkened blue, a mark of the spring, though things would change upon the domed plain which they tread so endlessly..... The saturated locks of her crimson mane, still grasping of the rain's silent whisper, holding, drawing, clutching its light notes which had long since passed, drained into the thawing soil which creeps upward to consume their iron hooves...... Each strand, not a curl escaping, lay plastered against her flattened cheek, pressed tightly in a consuming embrace, each breath of wind, each flow, unable to pry them lose, to detatch them from their limp, lifeless hang against her neck....* I can't wait for the time when the snow returns....... I am lost here without it..... In this meaningless season.. *A light, spurring smile carresses the creases of her fine lips, tugging the edges into a nearly mysterious expression which casts away all other thought from her protruding features....* I love the winter, and I cannot escape it... I belong to it.. It is my one comfort....... *Her look becomes an uneasy frown, her lips pulled protestantly into the suttle expression, directed unwillingly, forced into unpleasing form.... Her vision once more traces the now darkened line of the horizon, its once light tones returning to a blue without intrigue, a plain tone to match all else upon the limitless scape, bringing it yet one step nearer to darkness........*
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