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Author: 1984 |
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Date Posted: 15:36:15 11/26/04 Fri ((it won't let me reply to your post so lets try this here...)) A wicked wind whipped up and shot razor-like autumn leaves through the air, slicing through flesh where it touched. The source of such wickedness came from the edge of the pasture land where a brute of pitch hue stood, watching this pearly wench. Pistons extended to carry the hellion to the demoness and upon reaching her, he granted no more than a mere glance to the other brute. So he was wasting time 'getting to know' this huntress? 1984 did no such thing. Mug was held over his throat protectively until extended to place a neat claimage nip upon her flank. The brute retreated instantly after this was done to avoid an attack from the fae should she decide to protest. Head to Cold Brook in the North. You are mine now. [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] |