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 | Silhouette cast shadow, yet the beast was only of the shadows. Quads cast lithely, as forest sylph danced for the light. Diamonds prick gently into the sod, cast beneath the rising behemoths. Signature left eternally, the shadows never forget their own. Scream slipped past throbbing vocals, ripped belligerently through the air in passing. Boa flexed as dome swung skywards, then dropped. Tresses wrapped and flung whim to the vigorous pugnacious beauty. Shadows layered upon shadows as flight was commenced. Haunches churned as pistons rose to the challenge, leaping twisting as gravity was defied. Hind pistons heave, lifting weightless bodice from the grip of the mother, bodice flexed and twisting round as shrew shied. Gravity reclaimed her babe as diamonds returned to gouge heedlessly into the terrain. Charge leapt as jezebel slid over the land. Cacophonous four beat sang out the candance as she slipped through the shadows. Sinewy frame covered tightly in shadow tainted canvas, she was of them. Made of shadow and wind this minx she was. Headlong charge halted as the forest ends, pistons held stiff as bod slid slightly. Lobes ensnared and held rapt by distant reverberations. Occuli traverse glade as pistons leapt lithely into two beat. Flashy stride ground covering in its elegance. Banner flung to the heavens, caught and pronounced the zephyr toy. Ribbons slash and tossed silken glory playful to the heedless wind. Halt once more, quads lined up straight, nares flared to extremes as friendly breeze informed her of the glade’s occupants. Posed would rest the shadowed babe, awaiting the fate the light would cast upon her. |
.Life is a waterfall. .We're one in the river. .And one again after the fall. .Swimming through the void. .We hear the word. .We lost ourselves. .But we find it all?. | x. The pretty picutre is painted .x. .x. The story is followed through .x. .x. The little angel is faking .x. .x. Dare you seek the truth?.x. .x. All we are is hidden .x. .x. Everything is fake .x. .x. Dare you scratch the surface .x. .x. Dare you seek your fate .x. .x.dare.x. .x.6.x. .x.desert.x. .x.dusk.x. .x.desired.x. .x. Dare to challenge, to dare is do die .x. .x. This one has her victory, challenge if you dare find out .x. |