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Post by coliae on Jul 9, 2006 19:44:47 GMT -5
I graded the landscape slowly with pace, my extentions tangoing yet again. What did I come here for, may you ask? Love? hell no, shelter yes. And if I fell in my sort of love as the angels liked to say, that may have been part of my secret plot. So who would join me in my plot? Whoever deemed themselves worthy of beeing to my presance. Sure, I knew my place when it came to bastards... but would I always use that place? But that was just another piece in my puzzle, without it, the puzzle wouldn't make a picture.
My halted motions even suprised me, just stopping in the middle of a land, alone. odd, odd odd. nuts, I knew why now. I was seasoned perfect for those brutes to attack. My tonic floated around the medium, guessingly taking attraction to the brutes that lurked. I'd make no sound... for that might steal my moment of alone. Threads danced restlessly in the squall, never stopping. Just making T R O U B L E . . . [/size]
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