|:| ... fatal wounds ... |:| -- Lyphe's Domain

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Date Posted: 18:56:56 04/05/02 Fri
Author: Lyphe
Subject: |:| ... fatal wounds ... |:|

|:| ... timber lines conceal'd the dimly lit figure wandering the dismal void of space called 'home' . the mind of this broken shadow drifting upon the surreal; for now, blissfully unaware of the present tense; - a place where no problem exist'd, and the past was no more ... untangible place faded quickly to leave blank sockets staring out into the blackness of despair ... his thoughts battling to escape his newest problem - his last, perhaps - but no amount of struggle could keep them at bay ... how could he face his father now? he was empty inside, he was unfit for his father's eyes ... |:|
|:| ... phantom shadow stood in silence, pupil-less orics staring in dismay at the copper beast before him - a creature o' th' living dead . orilles laced tightly 'gainst his lowered crown as lethal nail shattered the reflection upon the water . bronze steed leapt through the rippling stream, pistons jarring the earth cruely below as he progressed through dense foliage - momentum increasing - pain unnoticed as sappling nor limb remained in his unfaultering path ... |:|
|:| ... echos of the noise resonat'd from once silent domain, jagged thorns notwithstanding his leather hide ... reckless drive led the steed to the far edge of timberline, crimson liquid evading the ripped edges of his burnish'd pelt . umber stud stood irresolute upon the edge of the plummeting cliffs - dark lenses gazing down t'wards the waters far below ... |:|
|:| ... sweet essence of the surf drummed in his ears, awakening memories of the unforgotten past - callings of the future ... powerful spray reached up the cliff-side - beconning, waiting, just for him ... |:|
|:| ... thoughts ceased to exist in crumpled being's mind - a pause where nothing mattered e'cept the rush of water below . muzzle lowered to the edge, touching the cold rock as orilles flicked t'wards the calling sound, heart battling mind to keep him upon the summit ... |:|

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ooc: i'll reply soon, k Dal? (NT) -- Nat, 14:52:07 04/07/02 Sun