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Date Posted: 12:49:48 09/27/02 Fri
Author: Whisper
Subject: ~*The Wind Plays No Games*~
In reply to: Denial 's message, "[.Confusion.]" on 12:31:40 09/27/02 Fri

whisper echos close t'
raven vix.
for the wind plays no
game, it will refuse
to play in the game o' love.
but the owner o' this wind
thoughts differ fro' it.
for, in his darkened mind,
lays thoughts o' Love,
pure Love that runs true
like the sun and the moon.
for what answers she needs
to peice t'gether his riddle
lay before 'er.
yet one peice remains,
and it will show soon so the
puzzle shall stand complete
before his beloves optics.
sigh sweeps 'round her,
'tis that o' hurt yet o'
determination o' the inky steed.
fo' he stood near,
yet out o' sight fro' the 'thers.
nay was this a game he plays,
and fear he does NONE.
'twas a lesson fro' which he
speaks, to tell o' his
past an' his horrors before
he can truely be one o' this clan.
the Black Shadow lays in wait.
in wait for many things,
but above all his beloved to
find his past and except it
and his Legacy to run strong
'mong this land.
breeze shuffles uncertainly,
as if in confusion as to return t'
their master o' stand beside
this raven dame.

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Replies:

[. Anger .] -- Denial, 17:31:14 09/27/02 Fri
- [.Figuance.] -- Denial, 17:06:06 09/28/02 Sat
  - ~*A Message on the Breeze*~ -- Whisper, 17:17:07 09/28/02 Sat
    - [.Unravel Hell.] -- Denial, 18:57:16 09/28/02 Sat
      - ~*The Puzzle Peice*~ -- Whisper, 14:06:07 09/29/02 Sun
        ~*The Puzzle Peice*~ -- Trypton, 10:51:21 09/30/02 Mon
        ~*My Legacy Has Come*~ -- Whisper, 17:31:28 09/30/02 Mon
        .x...A.b.u.r.b.a.n..x. -- �Denial, 13:19:48 10/01/02 Tue
        ~*A Lingering Breeze*~ -- Whisper, 13:08:09 10/02/02 Wed
        [.x.] -Race back to Hell [.x.] -- Denial, 09:19:17 10/06/02 Sun
        [.x.] Race back to Hell [.x.] -- Whisper, 09:54:07 10/07/02 Mon