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Date Posted: 14:53:06 04/24/02 Wed
Author: Dragon
Author Host/IP: ak-d159.connections.net.nz / 202.154.128.159
Subject: : feel no sorrow, feel no pain :
In reply to: Jag 's message, "- demon in my view -" on 02:31:50 04/24/02 Wed



...does anybody really know the secret? Or the combination for this life and where they keep it?...

: hellion gaze meanders t'ward the passer by vacantly, the raging infurno within the bottomless optics now ignited with the mere interest she thought she'd never find. Denim'd pedates of slender stature were inclined t'ward the ample bust, slim appendi' now curled 'bout the limbs, sole tattoo adorning defined shoulder blade now exposed. It consisted of a lone dragon of the menacing sort...surrounded by raging flames...rumoured to be those of Hell. In its talons it clutched the Christian symbol of the crucifix...yet whether she was religious or not was a mystery. Golden tresses coil 'pon unadorned shoulders of narrow structure, the taut and pierced chassis adorned in a simple haltertop of rouge hue...torn strategically afore the navel. Peering 'neath the sooty lashes, she remains settled amongst the golden granules, expressionless visage upturned to rake masculine figurine with the penetrating gaze...feline radiating some sort of hellion spell...eery...maybe even evil...as she was under the shameful grasp of her Satan father :

...corroding...

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