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Date Posted: 19:27:19 01/25/02 Fri
Author: Dark Hunter
Subject: †He Will Hunt you Down and Steal Your Life†
In reply to: Poisonous Beauty 's message, "^shifts^" on 16:38:16 01/25/02 Fri

Brute never felt such feelings o' worthlessness within b'fore, yet shook emotion fiercy from troubled occulars with persistence. Yet, 'pon looking on beauty of she, lost soul he did posses rose to paint all 'cross lingering visage. Curious and half grateful look is passed in way to Stone, and curteous smile tugs 'cross ashen plush for his assistance. Finally, though, remorseful occulars retreat to beckoning figure o' poisonous femme, and one last deep bow gestured his committment to herself. However, magma pools dullen as lulling baritone vocals speak forever softly to bruja. †...Femme, as much as I shall never forget these moments with you and your 'angelic' chords, I must say that I fear I cannot bear seeing you after I retreat back to my domain. It shall take enough effort forgetting my dreams, and I fear your presence near t'would keep my heart from moving onward within my lost world. I shall leave you now in peace, my fair lady, and whether you feel worthy of this affection or not, you are the angel of my heart...† Muscular brujo o' tawny hue cracks dancing ebon banner 'gainst mauled hocks b'fore sturdy haunches turn swiftly as master requires, and toned figure commences retreat back, t'ward his lost world, to find again his lost soul, within his lost life. One last glance 'pon femme grants swiftly o'er heightened withers, b'fore unproportioned pistons churn meanderingly trodden soil below settling obsidian daggers in retreat 'home'.

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