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Date Posted: 20:29:36 05/24/02 Fri
Author: Huttser
Subject: :.:Laugh:.:
In reply to: Satine 's message, "~*~Appear~*~" on 19:47:15 05/24/02 Fri

:.:Indeed, Satine, she would not, the old wolf's eyes spark with a laughter from a part deeper than his mind. Slowly, he lifts his hed to peer into her face, as if recollecting a past time. Ah, it is, however, very well that I should see you again. I had begun to think you were hiding. Huffing lightly, and moistening his dried nose with flick of his tongue, the canine takes another seat on the town square. Here now, you must have forgotten. Your sister an I have crossed paths before, on the hills beyond town. Indeed, years have molded my mind...have you two siblings? I recall one sister, and then another...forgettance, lass, is the second-best thing in life. Learn sooner, lose later. Learn later, lose sooner. In the end....in the end...All at once, he seems to lose himself in one of his other worlds. The spark in his eyes dull, ears become pressed against his skull. Then, as if awakening from a sudden trance, his gaze was upon her face again, and a toothy smile resmbling that of a mischievous pup across his lips. Now not! Not mind, never mind...if I may be unmistaken, I would say I have become a pint crazier with a push. Never mind it...never mind it at all. Where were things when we left? My memory is just as bad as my grandfather's, and he's dead I say.:.:

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