| Subject: (*)Fire Thee Burn(*) |
Author:
HeLl SiNgEr
| [ Next Thread |
Previous Thread |
Next Message |
Previous Message
]
Date Posted: 22:53:10 12/02/02 Mon
In reply to:
Silv-Chaos & Obscure Demise
's message, "...Darkness Surrounds..." on 17:36:27 12/01/02 Sun
(*)A last nod is given to they who presently occupied her, as the firess dismisses herself. Then, in order as usual, thick flighters rape the air, pulling the rest of her with them. In seconds, she has gained a respectable altitude, and is only a breath from her own. In a gust, she soars past them, wings so outstretched, an eclispe was in order. But quickly did she descend, and upon them she landed, just a foot behind. In silent glory she marveled at their matured forms, knowing they still had more growing to do. But how fine they were. Two solid perfections of a dark work. They made their mother very, very proud(*)
I fear there shall come a day when you appear, and I fail to recognize you. You grow too quickly for my comprehension....but magnificently.
(*)She paused to properly rest herself, pinions folding into her, brushing her flank, and weight easily held in place. A small simper simmered on her lips, as she continued in her usual rustic vocals(*)
So how have you two been....it always seems like such a long time....
[
Next Thread |
Previous Thread |
Next Message |
Previous Message
] |
|
Feedback: 