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HeLl SiNgEr
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Date Posted: 12:30:11 03/22/03 Sat
(I hate voy!)
(*)A forked tongue of fire tipped the air, easily tasting the animosity that seemed to seep from the Shadower beside. A dial than rotated to view him, and thought rang a bell of correctness when she saw him in that anxious, seemingly disturbed light. Without a second thought, her hind she did raise, and brought her tail afollowing to find her way to this dark mistress(*)
(*)In few steps was the crimson bodice before the other, alert particular as scales hardened and gleamed, falling over the potentcy that was harvested beneath. Orbs fell short of wide, long slits their character, symbolizing her curiousity and unsureness of this one being here. Not many, or she should say, hardly, did her breed find themselves here. Silently she pondered as she looked over, waiting for pinions to properly lay themselves, and then did crania dock up and tongue bear words(*)
May I ask your business here, dragoness?
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