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Date Posted: 07:47:06 11/19/01 Mon
Author: Kiss of Death
Subject: **approach**
In reply to: Death's Messenger-¤-Your time has come... 's message, "¤-ingresses-¤" on 16:07:12 11/18/01 Sun

**pale fatale emerges from the surrounding mists, her form seen as a vapor until she becomes opague. her emotionless orbs watch the young stallion from 'neathe tattered lock, silken plumage unkept and tangled. whiplike tail slashes out behind her, cracking loudly on her flank. pupils contract and dialate constantly, yet always deep and placid. they are the only dark spots on her body, and though her brilliant pelt is pure, her dark soul is tainted. she halts a small distance from the colt, lobes swiveling atop broad cranium. she snorts, inhaling the deathlike scent about him. she peers into his soul, or what there is of it. she scans his beaten and scathed body, looking through the muddy and bleeding skin, past the boney features of his ribs and hips, over the sharp and jagged visage. despite these attributes, she can clearly tell that this colt has the potential of both a great warrior and death bringer. he has been through alot, though she does not know of what. she snorts, getting his attention. his head swings toward her, and she peers into his dull eyes. she speaks, her voice both chiming and echoing, hissing and acidic.**

colt... what is your name? what brings you here? for you are young.. what is your purpose?

**she stands firmly, awaiting his response.**

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