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Post by Shados on Jan 7, 2006 19:43:15 GMT -5
Minx ascends upon their realm with the air of importance. A wicker escapes the lady's kissers as she beckons for her lord to follow. They vanquish into shadows as they enter heaven's gate: forêt. Beasts of no reckoning skidded into the flora's abyss to make way for the two gods. Each step created new undergrowth, violates and other petite plants curled outward in the crescents of the lord and lady's daggers. Buds formed on trees as their boughs stretched above to form a tapestry in their intertwined arms. A welcoming breath of wind made their banners play, dancing in the soft atmosphere.
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Post by Skyler on Jan 8, 2006 21:31:44 GMT -5
Brujo 2 beated boa arched alongside his love. His pillars force indented upon the topography and as soon as his daggers left the soft earth a new flower grew, bright in colour and beauty. His tassels flew slightly behind him, swaying gently in the wind. Each step he took brought an elegant look upon the lands, Each breath he inhaled and exhaled a bright sunlight was let out or taken away. His silver pelt seemed to glow as the sun shone upon it and his gentle features were filled with a look of pleasant days and cool nights, warm afternoons and quiet midnights. His mussels rippled under his sleek unshaded coat and sky blue eyes shimmered as he took in his settings. His home. His land. Where he was to prosper with his family. Where he would become part of. His every fiber, his very soul, his heart, his glory, and his pride. The place of splendor and magnificent scenery. Where he would be for his life to rule as the Lord of the lands with the Lady of the lands by his side.
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Post by Barzûl on Jan 15, 2006 12:11:56 GMT -5
LOVE
The forest floor was dappled with light pouring through leaves at the top of the canopy. Intertwined branches created net-like patterns on the rich topography. The mange followed in the wake of Lord and Lady, though straying their exact path to wander the 'eavy shadows. The scent of fertile terra and fragrant flowers filled the scion's lungs. Exhaling 'e sent more shadows into the forest, each step the brute took corrupted the emerald beneath, leaving patches of dark carnage in the life of Lord and Lady.
BLOOD
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Post by Shados on Jan 15, 2006 12:44:42 GMT -5
Naiad breaks from her hidden shadow, plume falling gently back into place. She spikes her gaze at an empty patch of flora. in place of her stare thorns bloomed from the marble, chasing upwards into the shadowed atmosphere. Black petals Curve outward from their once sleeping bud. The emperess exhales and hits the roses with a cold breeze. The glass leaves shiver and shatter. Auds prick at the coming beast. A shadow in itself through the earthen darkness. Blood masks his maw and is his only highlight in his ebony abyss. Her voice escapes their prison and forms away from her tongue in an icey prologue:
Welcome ally. Diverge in the worlds hell and heaven, sown together with the trees of many kin:
forêt.
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Post by Barzûl on Jan 15, 2006 13:07:55 GMT -5
LOVE
I need no welcoming Lady, I am already quite aware of my surroundings. I prefer to not and do not care for your welcome, I will reside anyways. I am 'ere to protect for I have chosen to come and I 'ave. I am and belong to the 'ell of forêt.
Low tones laced with malice came from the alpha. Icy orbs gazed directly into the Lady's, 'er very soul was exposed through them. The scion could tell 'er not evil just quiet, shadowed. 'e didn't need company of another now, just solitude. A soft breeze came from behind the fem, 'er aroma caught 'is nares and filled with floral scent. 'e despised the odor, mange was not used to such strong smells, this was not like the tundra the alpha was used to.
BLOOD
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Post by Shados on Jan 15, 2006 13:20:47 GMT -5
You should remember your manners, o God of all carn. Remember who you speak to. But I speak not chastisingly, for I recognise this to be your nature. I thank you for coming to protect this palace with your own malace. You know your job and the need not be to tell it to you once more. But I shall, for all the creatures to hear and understand. You break the laws laid down in stone and you are faced with the fangs of the God of wolves.
Countess bowed to the presence of the forbidding shadow and rose, stepped aside and let the beast continue on into the hells bowls of Foret.
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Post by Barzûl on Jan 15, 2006 13:31:54 GMT -5
LOVE
To who I speak to I know.
With that the ash tinted mange took off at breathtaking speed and agility through the woodery. An earsplitting 'owl leaked from stained maw and echoed, twas 'is mark, so all may know Lucifer 'imself may 'ave very well arrived.
BLOOD
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