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HeLl SiNgEr
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Date Posted: 16:50:53 01/06/03 Mon
(*)A blur blushed the air not too far away from the beast, as a tail's tip brushed him, speared end carefully laid. The shadow of red could be seen, now, farther off in the domain of the skies, twisting and turning through the molten clouds. But soon, it vanished. Moments later, a thick, almost blackened cloud resided over the aflame brute, traveling uncannily close to his speed. And then, it came alive. Daring orbs pierced its darkness, and looked down upon he. A grin had also formed, but the rest of the 'ness' visage was still in costum. The cloud spoke....a familiar rustic, hexachord tone(*)
You seem like you're thinking, dark dragon aflame. Pondering. What does M'Lord ponder so....if you shan't mind me asking?
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