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Date Posted: 15:20:10 04/21/02 Sun
Author: Mercy
Author Host/IP: spider-wm032.proxy.aol.com / 205.188.199.162
Subject: - giving in -
In reply to: Addi 's message, "[ blurry ]" on 15:12:23 04/21/02 Sun




... Im giving in to you ...

- She became melded to him in a way no physical boundaries had ever been broken...except for the occasional run in with her persuers -- and some sort of assault had been delt. Yet her uncanny agility had saved her entity more than once, narrowly delivering her from a demise so horrid, or an incarceration so cruel. The reminiscing of once being caught was a horrific waved of nostalgia, the white padded walls of the four cornered room spinning in the subconcious...and the cameras. Oh the cameras. Watching her from every angle...waiting till she was driven over the edge...the brink of insanity and loosing her mind...to give her the one thing they craved...the pendant. Abruptly, from the corner of her eye, an imposing structure twas viewed, a villainous look about his evil facials, sneer razored as he held up the dangling material of a straightjacket...the one they'd put her in when she'd been captured. Her mind swum, ailed and working rapidly. Tearing away from his grasp, vixen stumbled backwards, blatant scream of fear and terror errupted from hi larynx. When she looked back up, the figure was gone, and she was left splayed 'cross the asphalt, palms bruised and bloodied from a sudden fall...yet she continued to inch backwards, fear consuming each part of her body as her mind began the habitual nerves. Fingers arrose, tracing numeric patterns in the air, incresaing its speed rate as she attempted to ward off the untimely picture of the hunter -

... Watch me crumble ...



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