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Date Posted: 12/17/03 10:47am
Author: Immortal Fire
Subject: ...eternal flames in a silven goblet...
In reply to: Death 's message, "(~* I'm Learning How To Fall *~)" on 12/15/03 4:09pm

Wide-set, large pools of expressive, velvety liquid onyx depths gazed heartbrokenly at the handsome, noble features of the mascu, the wind's cool touch polishing her deep scarlet hide to a high satin sheen with each bittersweet stroke. With a heart twisted and wrenched in the corrosive hands of her anguish, she gazed sorrowfully at the tormented, painful emotions radiating from the knight. Torturous swords bit deep into the core of her heart at his manful efforts to hold back the tide of tears. She could not leave his heart to wrench on her account. Walking slowly over to him, she touched him tenderly, longingly on strong cheek with tiny, tapered sooty muzzle. Lingering for but a second, she moved away, golden trumpets like the resonating thrum of a delicately plucked harpstring, touched with a bittersweet regret to tangible you tasted it and breathed it, ~I will remember you always...please, take my gift and choose Death Comes Swiftly By Moonlight. Ever will your essence be chiseled on my heart, but it is not to be. Farewell.~ The sun gleamed bright off of crimson bright hide, wind whirled the long, silken locks of raven, dancing and swirling them about her like the stormy sable tendrils of a goddess's nimbus. Fluid jet black rippled about divine form of intense russet. And with the soft, echoing words, she leapt away, the phantom nymph's long, slender coal-hued pistons carried her swiftly away, never to be seen again, leaving naught but the faint echo of her essence.

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