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Date Posted: 18:13:58 03/03/02 Sun
Author: Rough Diamond
Subject: .failure of sight.

.expunging all voices, any near; now all convivial contact blocked completely, annihilateing these useless dialogues; parlous to one-self, and a once undieing vim...dieing; meandering aloof from the outland, glazing the very outskirts with unshodden nail, a layer of the silver-moon herself covering the rough in it's gentle folds; pausing to orotund a snort through 'er silken nares, dishearted sigh escaping hatch, soft words of the third perspective to oneself in a whisper. 'what am I doing?' .the question was simple, but the definition was of no end; taking a momentary stance to gaze at the glaoming skies, stars coruscate in their tiny yet powerful glow, lowering head ground-ward lipping at confectionate blades, perambulating aft to the woodland, and picking way 'mong branches and debree, approaching a large stump the femme gazes at it plainly, though approaching it everything goes black and as though in a slow motion, one fore after the other, and a hind and a hind, and the vixen is down with a hard plummet, weakened sickly as it was, and sight as failing as a bats; raising her head off the ground, clumps off dampened, sodden ground clung to her cheek and her mane, lifting muzzle to her shove at her shoulder a seering pain shoots through beneath nickel hide, seeing blurrily only her ribs and hip bones that had now stuck out after her neglection to feed, with a groan her head drops back to the ground; heaving not breathing, wondering faintly if it had really taken that much out of her or if she was ill, or even if she was dieing, though she didn't think she was that old; though as darkness clouts from the leaf-gathering's overhead, it was apparent to she that there was no hope; and the little faith she had before was no more; without control a soft tear escapes the eyelid, aware of a helpless feeling that had just come over her after not only first seeing that overhang, but tripping over it on top of it, though with little surprise another was the first to come to mind, contempt burning within the breaking heart at still thinking about him, as she'd sworn to herself this was over; and now hateful of herself more then ever, she really wanted to die.

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