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Subject: ...+Death Lurks around every corner+...

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Essence of Death

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Date Posted: 14:01:37 09/23/01 Sun
In reply to: Druid 's message, "+watching+" on 12:34:11 09/23/01 Sun

...+Ebon hued fatale lobes nonchalantly in opposite direction of stud. Once a pleasurable distance away lappetts prick on top of regal poll as soft whuffs were emitted from femora's nazal cavity. Dark dark oculars watch carefully as regal profile was lowered to terra. Soft delicate labrums peel back and ivory stained incensors nibble at the grass. As if suddenly becoming aware of other form, dial shoots up and nares curl to reveal fragile pink tissue. Nostrils flutter as bruja takes in the scent on the ever gentle wind. A shall nicker was emitted as if satisfied with the scent her nares had recieved. Twin set swivels softly picking up any sounds. A very large obsedian removes itself from terra firma before slamming it down, hoping to threaten pests. Oculars dart from side to side as femme observes stud before her. Seeing him as no threat, regal cranium was once again droped to the hard terra. Enamels once again bared, femina chops half heartedly at the lush emeral shoots emerging from the soil+...

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Subject	Author	Date
//wonderance\\	Ahriman ++Serpent Of Darkness++	19:28:41 09/23/01 Sun
+bares+ -- Druid, 19:51:16 09/23/01 Sun ....+Could it be?+... -- Essence of Death, 11:20:48 09/24/01 Mon +sigh+ -- Druid, 13:36:01 09/24/01 Mon //tis true\\ -- Ahriman ++Serpent Of Darkness++, 03:10:55 09/25/01 Tue //glare\\ -- Ahriman ++Serpent Of Darkness++, 03:01:21 09/25/01 Tue ....+Longing+.... -- Essence of Death, 11:31:39 09/28/01 Fri //yes\\ -- Ahriman, 02:06:44 09/30/01 Sun