Let the Axe Fall -- Serpent Mountains

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Date Posted: 10:05:16 12/22/02 Sun
Author: Irony
Subject: Let the Axe Fall

My sin, my pain, my hope of salvation rested in the paws of my own mind and now I find myself to see it fail. So the rusted joints that held such fervent doors closed fall into oblivion and the hinges of my mind come undone. It is in this state I come to you. Broken, abused, and cold. My trials have molded and shaped and burned me to reveal the calloused and untouchable creature you see before you. It is here my judgement falls and my trust for my future do I place in you.

Padded soles draw the darkened figure forward, slender muzzle released from the higher atmospheres to inquire the earth of the residents, scenting strength and health in the euphoria left as a banner on the tempest plain. A mind of few winters rolls with activity, all above said kept within the confines of a hard and icy sangfroid. Frosty chasms are set in an eerie light, undescribable to any word but one; death. Flints of steel and harder so regard sight and danger, twin towers reserving sound for a later judgement of fear. Today life falls upon a new path, perhaps a brightening in the strand that had been dealt so bleakly in the tapestry of time to this planed and lithe personae. Calmly optics regard the perhaps approaching ruler, the figurehead to the many, before dropping in acceptance andleading the body into a fetal meek position.

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[> . � . Top Dog . � . -- Berserk, 07:53:27 12/23/02 Mon

Seeing another newcomer he trottet over with the movements of an alpha. Using the time as he ran to show his stuff, the 'give up thinking about beating me, because I can kick your ass'-style. Berserk raised hackles slightly, curling his tail over his darkgrey back. Showing he were the top dog for a reason, and underlining his strenght as he slowed down. Getting closer and giving the other a chance to submiss further before he reached her.

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Know... copy and paste to greet members... ;P

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[> [> Meek -- Irony, 10:21:07 12/24/02 Tue

Silvery grey peltage melds with icy dandruff as the titan allows further submission to be depicted. Muscular bodice falls neatly to the snowy carpet, tender underbelly showing to the upper atmosphere for all to see and judge. The persecuted lays his weaknesses bare, a whining tone pleading for mercy and permission to enter. No challenge shows in the empty voids of a wilder, only clear acceptance of his current position.

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[> [> [> .. � acceptance � .. -- Berserk, 10:10:40 12/27/02 Fri

ooc
Sorry I'm not giving you a real post, but I don't have time and I'm agraid voy will snap at me again. He's been a bit unstable at the last post (to craft).

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