A fast wind signals the arrial of something -- Oroduin

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Date Posted: 13:04:52 08/01/01 Wed
Author: *Seleni* and "Seleni"
Subject: A fast wind signals the arrial of something

A shimmering distortion signals it's arrival. The Slightly faded form of a unipeg stands on an outcrop of stone. Flaming eyes dimmed to almost nothingness with sadness. Ebony horn and coat faded to silver grey as the spirit world sucks away her dwindling life. But will keeps her still "alive". As she approaches an oddly shaped jumble of stones she falters. The sense that warns her of Wild Magic screams in her mind as to shining red eyes open in the rocks. A ebony leg and hoove shake themselves free of the illusionary stone. A head and neck strains out, snapping to life. Wings crack open, sending stone shards flying through the air to cut those bellow. HIndquarters and flowing tail follow and a darker much more alive version of the shimmering grey form has emerged. Two unipegs face each other. One a living body, a host for something terribly Dead inside. The other the spirit of the host. The Living body sneers as a crystal forms from the tip of it's horn. The spirit's form becomes riddled with fear, waves of it cascade from her, causing other nearby to feel it. She focuses the fear into a small beam of blackish light in her mind. Then forces it away from her, towards the light castle, hoping someone will hear and know......

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Replies:

The living Host snickers evilly -- **Seleni** + "Seleni", 14:32:08 08/01/01 Wed
- His white steed gallops up, and he gets off. -- Jhary, 22:04:51 08/01/01 Wed
  - The Demon gives a raspy Snicker -- **Seleni** "Seleni", 07:24:02 08/02/01 Thu
    - ooc: Sighs -- Selenis, 15:46:16 08/06/01 Mon
      - OOC: Nope. -- Jhary, 23:38:04 08/06/01 Mon
        Re: OOC: ahh but if I continued it then -- Jess, 06:40:28 08/07/01 Tue
        "Well, then where did you post?" -- Jhary, 23:28:35 08/07/01 Tue
        "I-A-M-C-O-N-F-U-S-E-D!!!" (NT) -- Jhary, 10:55:14 08/08/01 Wed