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Shattered Soul
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Date Posted: 12:59:36 01/28/02 Mon
((To Warehouse))
(-yam, I figured you hadn't seen my last post to you. So, just in case, here it is-)
+Screws took mighty twists into the earth, limbs leaning in the direction of he, bracing self for oncoming attack, waiting until the moment when male cranium would impact with calcium cage of ribs. But there was no comet, no horrid crater. There was not a terrifying grind of flesh and organs, yet only the silent sounds of one burying himself into a non-existent cave, looking for protection in wide-open terrain. Auds fall from cranium, tipping downward to listen as stud made pleas of salvation, heart seeming to seep from pores, slipping from horrid and infected wound. Vixen could not allow optics to follow direction of auditives, to see the massacred flesh and soul of steed pouring himself so heartedly into her. It was too terrifying+ Quiet now, shh. There's nothing to be afraid of.. you know that. Nothing is going to eat you, I promise. You're too strong to be eaten, aren't you? Don't let yourself believe this, because it isn't true. Don't worry... +Soothing voice continues to drip from iron-coated lips, articulate forms of speech hoping to calm obviously tattered soul of once fierce demon. None of this could be true; she didn’t want it to be. No matter how it seemed she had been injured by this one, he did not deserve to be so helpless+ You needn’t apologize for causing me any trouble. It is I who have disrupted things, made them worse for us, just as you said…. Come now, you can’t really want me to stay, Warehouse. Look inside yourself.. You’re too strong to be dependent on someone like me.. You don’t need me… You don’t need me… +Perched high upon surface of air, dial hung. But now, it reached toward flank, colliding peacefully with poll of stallion, immediately becoming tangled within mass of forelock, in a way itching him, yet at the same time attempting to stroke peacefully upon tender flesh, attempting to calm him. It wouldn’t be much longer, she knew, until useless charade was given up. Heart would eventually collapse, she knew, and allow stud to sob without any protest. It was just a matter of time. For now though, she had to stay strong.. She had to hold on…+
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