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Subject: <|>Wings of Damnation<|>


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Arkados
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Date Posted: 14:47:31 12/18/02 Wed

A figure can be seen flying upon the horizon, white wings shimmering blindingly as the sun glints off of their surface. The figure becomes clearer as it comes nearer. A man with wings carrying something in his arms. He lands upon the sandy terra, brilliant blue optics searching out the leader of these lands. Windris had called her Ice Mist. He looks down at the slender figure clutched in his arms and prays that he was not too late in finding this place.

His feet were encassed in black dragon-hide boots, and his legs in black dragon-hide pants. He wore no shirt, but had a silver sheath at his hip, jewels' of every kind encrusted upon it as well as the hilt. His hair was an almost white blonde hue and was cut short in the back, but hanging to his chin in the front. Across his bare chest were many battle scars, none pretty to look at. A soft sigh escapes his lips. He was tired from journeying so far and having to carry Windris. She wasn't realy all that heavy when you started out, but after a while, it got tiresome holding her.

His bright blue gaze flickers to her peaceful looking face, strawberry blonde hair wind-tossed. She was still alive, but there wasn't much time left. He needed to find this Ice Mist and anyone else whom knew about Windris. It had been hundreds of years since he'd last seen her. There weren't many Death Angel's left. But she'd found him, come to him for help, and he would aid her. They were the same kind and would not betray one another. His eyes turned back from her face to search the lonely desert......


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