The First of the Prized 'Horde' -- Shorn's Cave

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Date Posted: 18:02:17 01/10/02 Thu
Author: Shorn
Subject: The First of the Prized 'Horde'

She lands lightly, approaching to her caves from her back entrance, the mercilesly winds dieing down to a cool breeze, the tornadoes now only whipping up small clouds of dust, wings pressed firmly to her sides she squeezes herself through the narrow opening, the winds and tornadoes picking up instantly, though the thick walls of her 'home' drowns out the sound, nearly. Glancing past her, a breeze toys with a stray leaf absent mindly, as if searching for an intruder, seeing, hearing and 'feeling' none about, she relaxes slightly, ambling toward a obsured object, dislodging it, it reveals to be a smal chest, opening it there lies her treasure;
Wrapped half hidden in silken cloth lies a carving of a western dragon, is replace for blue scales there lies Topaz, and the wings were of fine cut diamond, so thin, it appeared a breath could have withered it, It stood, head bowed in a regal manner, wings splayed as if readying for the inital jump before flight. It's tail curled into the air, the scales shining in the dim light. She crooned softly to it, not being very vain herself and wrapped it once more in the silken cloth, hiding it in a different spot, then withdrawing hastily, leaving no sign of her being in that spot, just incase, then deeming it unwise to glance over her other marvels, lay in her 'burrow,' orbs closed as if asleep, though jealously guarding her horde, though only one peice had been seen since her coming here, and it t'was by her eyes alone... but still, one had to be cautious...

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