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Post by Classic Touch on Oct 27, 2005 12:34:47 GMT -4
the she had slipped in, tad bit upset as 'pandages arose and pivoted, repeating fluently in pacing, frantic motion. Dome merly bobbing with the motion of tilted earth. Plush hide shoving and relised back in rocking motion. blantly tuners relised a cry sort bellow, lamingly stiriding about, forth and back, back and forth. Slim cage intracted in exhail as crani was held atop peek to strain in ignorence for the trenquel setting. berly autible tone following to end her moarnfull corous trembling grubbers hushed as she had met her fill for toning. dome tossed back and forth in disturbed careless motion as she awaited. What? she knew not. for life had grown longer, lonley, slower. promises to be broken as time would pass, patients and confedents quickly draining as she had passed, bed spwraed fleeing from irons, repeting and repeting, over and over.
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Post by Altivo on Oct 29, 2005 13:06:13 GMT -4
the rougen stained masculine plundrously strolled into his domane, threaded spectrums resting upond his beloved damsel, twin zenths vered to left and right as his masculent curveature coiled towards his dirham, tolans springing upond the topography as if he were a colt
labrums creavoused to release a well renouned whicker to his love, intently toying amonst her hyde as he haulted before the fem, oh how ever had he missed his love! pendulum swayed with a sense of laze as the hessian loomed beside his one and only, the enjoyment of finally haveing a calling surfaceing amonst his russen tinted chasms
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Post by Classic Touch on Nov 2, 2005 17:54:31 GMT -4
enamels curled unhappily, aiming for proud flesh of the bruthen. She was tired of waiting. Tired of lonsome life. Tired of standing without him.
Dome elevated comfetibly, bobbing merly in rythmic pattern, twin zeiths swivvling in half circles. Tad of agrevation had grown larger over the days.
'pandages arose and pivoted, irons tapping the loam mirricifly, fluently striding abreast, plucking unhappily top tall foliage as she went. Hesitantly pausing before haulting from afar.
rougen liddidss scanned the broncs massive bod. What was he going do to bout it huh? His lead, His only femme, that of whom resides within the bruthens harum. Would he stop her? Only a fool wouldnt.
With her in lead of light queen she may be forced to leave her post within the he's harum. Weather she liked it or not. She wish not to be with luminous though life in such loney state pleased her not. fortnight almost it had been and she missed much.
Aye bruthen, alas is your chance, for now I be light queen. Im a lost caus to you, unless you still long for me. In which you may challege the light king for the spot and remain alongside me
aye, how she doubted her steed would show in time, there where some whom just couldnt change there ways. Why had it been she saw him so when she was hidden benieth herdless cards, and now, after such waiting she saw him none? Sometimes, you just couldnt trust, though hope remained, Maby, Just Maby.
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