Post by aly on Sept 29, 2005 18:27:50 GMT -5
Thuddning clamered the ground as the sound of a thunderstorm.Ebon daggers Melted the lome 'neath him.
He raised himself in pity of the life he had before here.A Murderer stole him..and the lives of his precious.
Hating and debating......always.
Heart beats became soul with the sounds of his daggers..running and jumping and racing where in whice he liked.So few he did.His maw released a smirk devil hued that scared away a deer in his vast aproche.
He swung dial violently as the lookes of his blood stained pelt furiously stuck out in the open.A sad Cry...then nothing rung in his ears..only b.a.s.t.a.r.d.s and b.i.t.c.h.i.s remained in his life...would a permanent home be of recon to a free hellon like him?
Fury rose about head high as he tilted left to turn on a vastproching land.The heat was intense and being sporthorse x arabain he was perfectly based to live in a lome like this.He bounded daggers heaven words and clamered them h.e.l.l bound to wake the devil himself in his slumber deep in the heart of h.e.l.l.
no obligations...just pure furiousity and crimson hungered his system....when would he feat?
Still the thoughts of owning a lome with a fresh memorie sounded almost poisonus...but he dare not turn down a challenge like so.
He thrusted upward again then bounded down in his same he.llish thrush for pain.
Libials parted as they realesed he.ll hued fury tones...
I Secret Whip...reavel the Secrets of this land...and claim it as my own!Any who wich to fight for it.....'tis your death wish!
He shrilled as if dying furious he still was at what he had uncovered..and what his past held he tried to forgive....but whas he suppose to?
He raised himself in pity of the life he had before here.A Murderer stole him..and the lives of his precious.
Hating and debating......always.
Heart beats became soul with the sounds of his daggers..running and jumping and racing where in whice he liked.So few he did.His maw released a smirk devil hued that scared away a deer in his vast aproche.
He swung dial violently as the lookes of his blood stained pelt furiously stuck out in the open.A sad Cry...then nothing rung in his ears..only b.a.s.t.a.r.d.s and b.i.t.c.h.i.s remained in his life...would a permanent home be of recon to a free hellon like him?
Fury rose about head high as he tilted left to turn on a vastproching land.The heat was intense and being sporthorse x arabain he was perfectly based to live in a lome like this.He bounded daggers heaven words and clamered them h.e.l.l bound to wake the devil himself in his slumber deep in the heart of h.e.l.l.
no obligations...just pure furiousity and crimson hungered his system....when would he feat?
Still the thoughts of owning a lome with a fresh memorie sounded almost poisonus...but he dare not turn down a challenge like so.
He thrusted upward again then bounded down in his same he.llish thrush for pain.
Libials parted as they realesed he.ll hued fury tones...
I Secret Whip...reavel the Secrets of this land...and claim it as my own!Any who wich to fight for it.....'tis your death wish!
He shrilled as if dying furious he still was at what he had uncovered..and what his past held he tried to forgive....but whas he suppose to?
