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Date Posted: 21:48:22 08/11/02 Sun
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Trance's Fury
's message, "{Harsh}" on 21:36:42 08/11/02 Sun
::Fall::
::The black snarls as his claws dig into her sides, drawing blood. Struggling to pull away, she roars, but through her cry of anger, she hears his voice. Dead... It could not be so! The silver pulls away from her, but she has no care. He falls, strikes the ground. The ground nears her. He still lived, but she was falling much to hard. If she hit the ground at this speed, she would not live. But her life, what did it matter? She had not the four. Her precious four. She closes her eyes and remembers. The breeding, it had been illegal. She had not been allowed to breed. She was a warrior and breeding was forbidden to warriors. Ironic really, how one with the name Forbidden and Black could have had such a forbidden and black future. Trance had been her assigned partner for all of their mission, all their battles. But they had fallen in love. Another thing forbidden to her. Her whole life had been destroyed. And now she knew who she was, what she had been. The ground draws nearer and a voice screams in her head, pleading her to pull up. But she could not. Her wings, all her joints were frozen in place. She laughs internally. Besides, that was her victory dance. This was no victory. The ground draws closer, but the dragons on the ground were still ant sized. She could be saved. But did she want to be?::
::Fall::
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