...Il est mort... -- The Sanctum

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Subject: ...Il est mort...

Author:
Azriel

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Date Posted: 15:13:34 02/05/03 Wed

*A tall male strides in with unnatural grace, cloak trailing behind him. Wavy, shoulder-length hair frames his handsome face, which by the way is pale and nearly colorless.
His radiant blue eyes shimmer with strong luminescence, which he so obviously doesn't bother to hide. His face is like a white mask, revealing no emotion. Those sinister thoughts and desires kept locked away in his head for no one to understand.

[Only a strong sense of loneliness and despair could have taken him from his gluttonous feasting. It seemed like ages to him since he had taken his last drink. He wondered at this change in himself, why had he suddenly lost his will to drink and gone out in search of others like himself? Immortality was ever becoming more and more of a curse. He hated his very existence, but at the same time he hated and loved himself. Not for the first time in his long life was he alone. His maker had left him orphaned not too soon after he had made him, and his fledglings had stepped into the light and ended themselves. God what a way to die. Now when he was most alone he wished he was weak enough for that fate. ]

Mind cloaked he walked deliberately into the Sanctum, looking around for the Coven Leader. * Let me find someone� *He thought to himself, sending out a strong telepathic message to anyone who was open to receive him. *

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Subject	Author	Date
watch	Aoshi	19:31:43 02/05/03 Wed
...Death... -- Azriel, 14:30:59 02/06/03 Thu nods lightly -- Aoshi, 18:07:12 02/06/03 Thu