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Subject: |:| ...epitome of a shattered soul... |:|


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Lyphe
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Date Posted: 16:06:14 03/31/02 Sun
In reply to: Eden Forever
's message, "†A Light Out Of The Darkness†" on 14:23:16 03/31/02 Sun


((LOL :) I should have guessed when I saw that name on the ooc board!! I played Faint of Heart!! Wow! All this time and I never knew it was you hehe! Too bad they closed it down!))



|:| ... he was drowning - drowning in his own pitiful despair and a nightmare too deep in context to describe had fell all around him, leaving a chaotic expanse on every side . now this was hell . a hell that would not now nor ever let him sleep - unescapable - undefeatable - too real to be imaginary ... bronze beast stared at th' raven one, lethal pistons unable to move from their stationary position ... denial set in as th' other approached, flutted orilles lacing tightly to shadowed skull . 'twas not his father! his father was dead! he had no father 'cept The Devil . The Devil, He who had raised him from youth to be what he was! inner struggle raged; his soul against his flesh - though his flesh was now taking the upper hand as it had for th' 5 long summers of his lifetime - not daring to listen to what his soul would tell him: 'he was not who he seemed to be...' . glassy orics stared now through th' approaching figure, emotions unchecked within their raging depths . bronze shell housed nought but a shattered being, a crumpled waste of existence ... |:|





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