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Date Posted: 07:08:36 09/26/02 Thu
Author: Screaming in Silence
Author Host/IP: cache-rb07.proxy.aol.com / 152.163.188.39
Subject: ...a mock...{any, not a real one just for practise}

To my mother, to my father,
It's your son or it's your daughter,
Are my screams loud enough for you to hear me?
Should I turn this up for you?

Solitary form egresses from the solitude of the darkness, decievingly unthreatening in appearance. Appendage dance nimbly forth, onyx talons striking in deafening rythem. Canvas ripples stealthly- perhaps intentionally, perhaps not. Yet by either way, this caused the already frantically writhing hues cast upon such a creature to highten their speed, each shade more prominent than the last. Muscules tense and relax in systematic pace, each action perpelling forth pistons once more. Ebon banner flows in silent elegance behind siren, such a being unnoticed until now. For now, she makes her introduction to the training heard. Now, she shall assert her worth.
Convex trap falls ajar, haunting melody bleeds forth. Echo whispers into each crevace of the terrain, no presence fortunate enough to elude such a song. Following cry mirrors that of former, this time a message trails within the bindings of such a ballad. Not just announcing her presence, yet calling another forth for a sparr...

The silence is what kills me
I need someone here to help me
But you don't know how to listen
And let me make my decisions

Screaming in Silence
fate x harlem rampage
native of dreamscape
trainer of ravenglade
untaimed heart

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