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Subject: (*)Fire Dims(*) Author: HeLl SiNgEr [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 19:38:03 10/25/02 Fri (*)Long had the sun's reign been, today. So long. Finally it was falling, though her domain remained everlastingly lit, and the 'night' was becoming. Her mind told her so. Her so troubled mind told her so. The belly of the beast, golden fury, melted upon the surface of her lair, which, and only beneath her, had been adorned in precious silks, furs, and skins, which she had collected over time, and time again. She had even given some to the dragoness of the sun, Catastrafy, in the East, to use with the hatching of her brood. Comfortable. Pinions quickly cascaded down her well-stuctured build, as crania descended. Lids, contently at half-mast, were quickly reeled back, as keen optics found the presence of a golden substance brewing in a dish of blackish liquid. She had forgotten about this. Taken it from some human raid. They praised it, said it had the power to calm in the presence of fire.(*) (*)A short snort, and a flickering flame lept upon the golden being. And with not a second passed, a thick smoke came billowing up from it. How potent the fragrance was, but so tentalizing. She reveled in it. It burned with spice in her nostril then lungs, making scales glow to full, even thought they should have dimmed in her rest. What was this? Nevermind. Mezmerized, she was, by the dancing of the product of its burning. Twisting and turning, rolling and swirling. The monarch even tried ot make figures out of it, like some satiated and content child. But one startled her, yes, startled her. Before, floated the figure of dragon, regal in all its beauty. It wasn't her, and there was no other soul to be counted for. Only her shadows, of which most had dissipated, disgusted by the lack of a welcome. But others stayed by the firess, knowing that something troubled she. And this damn formation didn't help either. A swift, deadly paw, swatted the thing out of existence, and with a grumble of pursed, rouge lips, the rest of the scuplturess turned upon a side. Sleep now, Lady....and fire....sleep.(*) [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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[> Subject: (*)Fire Burning(*) Author: HeLl SiNgEr [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 12:31:14 10/28/02 Mon (*)Sleep was so vain to the firess, at times. Never really accomplishing or obtaining the feeling of rest....or forgetfulness. A yawn of maw, and stretch of lethal form of scale ad leather, was just enough to get her moving. Ocules noticed the gold fragrance had almost expired. A last look to the item, and she was gone(*) [ Post a Reply to This Message ]