Date Posted:13:25:16 04/19/02 Fri Author: Night Hawk Subject: |:| Ressurection |:|
|:| On silent wings of the darkest night was bourn a steed of endless ebony. Blackenes hooves of stoney concentration touched down on vegetated soil in quiet. Jet tail swished around heels, corresponding mane shaken lightly. Horn of twisted ebon sat on throne of diamond, splayed forelock cloaking it regally. Dark wings folded 'pon back, white feather-tips contrasting to night pelt |:|
|:| He had returned, homage to homelands now complete |:|
