Date Posted:17:06:22 09/16/02 Mon Author: Pixie Dust Author Host/IP: 142.173.203.96 Subject: ~Do You Believe?~
Blackened femme walks in, strides slow but steady. Auds remain pricked, swiveling and listening to ev'ry sound.
Long, bugling call sounds. Voicing loneliness and mystery, for if you weren't careful, it would turn your very blood cold...
Spades continue to scar th' terra as sh' continues on, clothed in shadow. Walking through a single ray o' fire piercing th' canopy, golden tinge is shown but for a moment 'pon flawless ebonite canvas o' sh'. Optics o' sh' remain ahead, almost refusing to take in anything else.
