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HeLl SiNgEr
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Date Posted: 13:57:08 02/01/02 Fri
I meant that I haven't used it all. If I had, Fallen's heart would have ceased the moment I did.
*a few clicks generate in her throat, as she looks briefly about the darkness*
You see. Fallen's life is basically in my hands. This flame entombed in this crystal, is his heart. It was plucked from the Everlasting Fires of the deepest realm of Hell, by the Dark Llord, himself. It was then placed into two dragons of which he had created with the very dust, and therfor power, of the Two Dark Stars. I haven't the slightest notion of who the first was.....but the second was Fallen Star. He was given the ultimate gift of immortality. As long as his flaming heart burned and breathed, his life's thread could not be seveared. It was enclosed in this Moon-kissed crystal, and placed on a chain of pure, yet invincible silver.
(*)her tail slides easily against the smooth floor(*)
When we became mates, he gave it to me...gave me his life.
(*)her head falls, plagued with shame and guilt. Yet not willing to bow down to such emotions, she glares at the dragoness before her.(*)
So, my darkk lady, you know the story. Still I cannot answer your question. There's no way in Hell that I could ever instruct on how to bring flames back to it's pinnicale.(sp?)Only Fallen could say such words...if only he would wake.
(*)snorts, nostils flared(*)
I need him, now, more than ever. The 3rd War has begun, and I need a dark lord at my side.....whatever may happen.
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