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Date Posted: 17:51:26 05/24/02 Fri
Author: Huttser
Subject: :.:Alone:.:

:.:The skies pass overhead, clouds twisting, changing, ever becoming something new for the eyes fo the ground-walkers to see. Earth rarely changed, and did so at it's leisurely pace. Now the town he'd become engraved to was nothing but a single difference....one between now, and what the humans had made it before. He sits alone, an old canine of massive weight an strength, though so old, his eyes were misty with a lack of youth. Barely, his tail twitches to softly tap the warm cobblestone in a content manner. His grave eyes scan the few people amidst the square, hoping for some sign of his companion. The dragon, at least, was gone. A new life was now begun to crawl its way into society, and he was ready. The absence haunts me, Satine. Make yourself seen, please. You cannot be far, at all, indeed. Hum, this is not good. Simply terrifying. Experience it again, I refuse! Seeing Kavanagh so empty, I will not. come then, as you please Satine. As if he expected her show the whole while, the elderly wolf rises on his haunches, grinning in the direction of the inn. Yonder or flight? Daylight or night? Ah, but words cannot speak. Command at the heart, the mind controls the voice. See how...I am alone after all.:.:

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