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Subject: .: Dancer of the wind


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Slave Dancer
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Date Posted: 14:41:31 02/15/02 Fri
Author Host/IP: 152.163.206.183
In reply to: Diablo de Hades 's message, "->" on 17:59:32 02/14/02 Thu

A cynical look creased her face, cold eyes looked to Unruley. Unruely looked like herself only a year ago! Transparency came, and she seemed to be gone, thoughts whipped through her mind. Was this her only a year ago? Of course Slave Dancer's power and rath was much more then it seemed. " How dare you, pose a threat of daughter of Tempting Lies, and granddaughter of Dark Lies." Voice was above a whispear, raspy and distant. Spirit was so free she bore no foals, nor belonged to any herd. Eyes flickered suddenly, the flames of hell appeared in her raging eyes. Passion for her birth place swelled inside of her. An unconquered soul lived, a true blackblood, with nothing more that to entertain herself by other's utmost pain. Since her very mother was known, her grandfather and given her special abilities, including that to take lives. Morphing into other shapes was rare but she possessed the power well. Coat was blacker then the king's himselves, cerise tinted eyes narrowed and stared. Face revealed boredom, for their was no pain for entertainment.

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