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Post by S m a r t i e s on Dec 31, 2005 14:03:31 GMT -4
Lone femora 2 beated upon the virgen sod. Ere swung against the vexed zephry that blew form the brigtened firment. Chains mingled with her crest as she arched serpintine. Oricals searched the lands. Many brutes taking off with fatale's besided them. Chassi seemed to hug eachother. Morase look crosed the emnited femme as a demonic smirk appeared to cross her features. She would not let it permeate. Gingerly she 2 beated over the lands. Ivory mixed chassi swinging over in her ways. Many might think she was a light by the way she acted, but belive other. She was as dark a Lucifer. She craved crimson, spilt only by herself. Lucid titainums with brawny fulcrums led her to an abrubt halt. Serpintine streached as oriclas inhailed her ecompasent. Firment still bright. The darn summer days were always so light out, it made her want to hide in a lucid hole.
Brain-pan struck with such vigorus ideas, but she quickly lacertaed them. For now her misson was to find a brute worthy enough of her trust. Torment filled her chassi, when would this 'special' someone come for her? She tucked it away. Fulcrums feeling tires, but she must stay at stance. If not she could risk not being seen. Oriclas stil searching fort he one. Pendulum swing in timeless intercepts of life. It stayed still, just for the moment, so she could poner, another free second. Ere shook. She was becoming dalusonal. Time still went by as she waited alone, for the perfect one.
ooc- Very musless
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alu
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Post by alu on Jan 8, 2006 20:20:53 GMT -4
I just wanted to compliment you on the absolutely gorgeous picture here....It's one of the best works I've ever seen!
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