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Date Posted: 07:51:58 07/06/02 Sat
Author: Dark Side of the Moon
Subject: ...¥ Stygian titan ingresses, muscular fulcrums flowing with the grace of the spirits ¥...

...¥ Twin auditories prick foward, sweeping the lithosphere for vibrations. Optics scan the verdue covered terra. Culmination is held high upon strong nape. Obsidian talons tear into the sod of the dingle. The sahib's ravan emulsioned pelt causes imaging to be of little visibilty against the stormy floats of the firmament. The asperous yet sagacious mascu was composed of physique so beautiful it was of the spring willows; yet shadow kissed soul was prominent. He had lived for thrice spirals around the shell of time. Labrums touch the blades of green carefully, nibbling tender shoots, ivories in maw grinding carefully before crown is once again raised in wariness. Tapestry whips in the ghost winds as does his midnight pendulum. Velveteen feels zephyrs, paper quivering slightly, feeling the scent of mares in esterus. The primed charger's optical spheres were tinted a deep ruby. Rougish vagabond waits for his fate to be told from the fires of the black. ...¥ Virile emits needlish shriek from plush. It was a call on defiance; a vibration to signal his ingression. He tossed his facade in phlegmatic way; he swished his plume, stinging pesky flys from his obsidian hide. And then he stood still, still as a frozen lake on a wintry day. And he waited. ¥...

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