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F&B/Lost Darkness/Silv-Chaos/Obscure Demise/Spawn of Chaos
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Date Posted: 17:46:00 11/02/02 Sat
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::Ashen one releases a small smile, glimmer of mischief clear in dark ooids::
::Optics fall 'pon blue drakling and she growl playfully as she scoops him up lovingly::
::Cranium whips 'round to the call of crimson femme and she grins, returning the sound with one of her own::
::Attention returns to little drak and she nuzzles him softly, attempting to cleanse the squirming hatchling with her tounge::
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Male screams in mock angish as his fall is cut off by elder brother and pouts unhappily uptil the swoop back up again.
Insane and giddy laughter rings out, cut off as he is dropped near his mother.
In his surprise, he is too slow to react to the first wave of bathing, then he immediately growls and struggles out of her hands.
In his own small claws he still holds the ruby given to him by the shadow dragon.
Grins slightly and licks it.
Optics turn to the sky and his dark crown follows.
Grins and sits down, watching it carefully as the figures of other slowly come into veiw, flickers of color on the glowing sky.
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The First
He was Spawn
He was Chaos
He conquered
He ruled
He was king
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§pâwn ºƒ Çhao§
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.Dark.
.Silver flares and streaks through the sky.
.Wing dappled in colors of dark nature, a call rings out, announcing the dark princess's return.
.Wicked grin found 'pon silven mistresses dark mouth and she loops insanely in the dark sky.
.Finally, she had come of a full year.
.Optics scan the flamming terrain, searching for her flame writhed mother.
.Silven Demon.
.Silv-Chaos.
{Deadly color of noir follows the silven femme, large so than the first}
{Flight pauses beside her, then continues as he floats lazily towards his mothers red form}
{He too, finally a year old}
{Yawns, then calls to his sister to follow...}
{Darkened Prince}
{Obscure Demise}
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Final arrival darkens the sky once more.
Eldest of the lost four returns, smirk embeded 'pon her enchanting black face.
Optics scan the molten earth, pausing on those she knows, resting on ones whom represent the one she searches for.
'Taren, the one of shadow breed for whom she held her heart open to.
Lands next to half brother and mother, waiting for her careful mind and eye to find her dark male...
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((Blaaaahhh, I finally finished!))
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