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Subject: our father who art in heaven hallowed be thy name

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Date Posted: 02:08:22 11/07/04 Sun

Memories are quirky. They're quirky in the sense that it even the slightest touch, scent, or even the most seemingly insignificant item could trigger these memories. Standing barefoot in the pouring rain with her midnight strands clinging to her ivory flesh; her porcelin features and gentle curves. Chill washing over the creature, for half a moment shut out the world. Shut out the cold. Shut out the hurt. Pale gems focusing on the stained glass portraying saints overhead, the creature lingured only a moment before entering the sacred structure. Limping onward, rainwater dripped from not only the ends of her raven locks but also from the dark charcoal cotton dress that clung to her curves. No shimmer adorning her physical form, the scarlet scar still stained her calf and a different kind of mark adorned her shoulder blade. Her breath visible and her form shivering, the fair creature slipped into a peu (or however it's spelled) and merely sat in silence. That was all there is to her lately. Silence.

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Subject	Author	Date
+ the.priest +	Sokra	14:17:02 11/18/04 Thu
hail thee mary -- _(\:/)_, 01:44:46 11/19/04 Fri