Author: Ezmerelda and Gravity of Love
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Date Posted: 19:21:23 09/14/02 Sat
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's message, ". im gonna spark some life into this joint . - ALL -" on 11:26:09 09/08/02 Sun
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Silently she stands by her love. Waiting, watching.
Her heart growing ashen and sober as she listened to each and all. Writhing as she observed Dark Tiger-The Poor Soul.
All to rebellious and vengeful for her own good, her own health.
None would follow her, we were all to intelligent and mindful than that. Such hasty and unthought actions would ruin them and make them appear as mosquitoes-mindless and bloodthirsty.
Clinging to her Mate she nestled her head under his.
She to must train the young 'uns, her Gaian Diciples.
Arching her head as high as she could, she summoned them all.
..*Bairavee, Crystal's Tear, and Gravity of Love. You shall come with me, and we'll begin your tutoring in the Gaia art of fighting*..
Her scarlet eyes flash to the young wyrmling gazing at her. Suddenly taking a liking to the child for some unknow reason.
Perhaps it's just her Motherly instinct and love of draclings-always a weaknes of hers.
Lowering downward she smiles, her everglowing prisms flickering an evil warmth and kindness. Reaching a platinum talon, she touches it softly to the metallic's nose.
Suddenly and painlessly, the one's tail is healed, save for a scar. Nudging the young'un, she raises back up to her Mate. Mind inquiring a innocente question of him.
My love, would you mind...I have no place of my own to train my Diciples..
Nuzzling him, she kisses his tainted neck enticingly. HEr tail stretching to stroke the she-hatchling before curling 'round her mate's.
Ezmerelda,
the Strong.
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