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Date Posted: 11:50:23 05/07/02 Tue
In reply to: Thorn 's message, "[answer]" on 18:33:56 05/06/02 Mon

::Optics glance 'pon vision of beauty with a dazed expression slowly lifting to look 'pon a giant oak disparaging th' smaller younger trees. Auds raise like kites 'pon the wind sillhouetted by th' glossy cerulean backdrop. Shadowy mists filter down through th' wide foliage of the massive oaks. Steel-clad muscles rippled and coiled under thin pelt of brawny raven hue. Amber chasms of identical shape flare wide breathing the scents of this one beautiful dame chest cavity rising and shrinking with every breath of sweet air. Optics drawn downward once again to her lovley visage a sigh of defeat uttered from raven labrums optics narrow as cranium coils and drops back muzzle extends to fatale soft breath fans over her cheek before curving line of his velvet muzzle grazes her sculpted cheek. He withdraws glancing out tward th' falling sun casting its shattered rays across jagged terrain. Muscles tense under thin pelt rhick strands of ebony hue dangle limply down his thick limbs teasing the ground with its touch razored stones shift deftly through short blades of th' emerald carpet 'low. His voice thick and confused utters foolish words::
...The sunset is gorgeous is it not...

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