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WOLFGIR · 03-26-2001, 03:42 PM

Tobbin, that was great! Good to see you aroud here! Though, bad i do miss you alot ;(
Well a new shorty beginning of one..
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The murky leaves hides me well in the night, never telling them where I´m hiding. I had seen them entering the woods, and now they were so close I could smell them. Their foul stench screamed a protest to natures lovliness, which of, neither I belonged to. But I, yes I blonged to these woods.

The creatures thought themselves mighty, they thought themselves strong and superior to thoose living in the forrest. Already they had crushed everything in their way, already they had killed alot of the fair ones.

I like the fair ones, there women´s singing brings peace to my tormented mind..

Blood will race with you this night, foul ones, the beast is on your trail..

Slowly I rise from my hiding place, smelling the cold autumn air. The stars tinder and sparkles in my eyes, I am not mother natures lovely child, I am her beast..

I start to move and the ground caress my paws, the grass moves with me this night, this perfect night for a hunt. unaware of me the foul ones continue on there path, and i on mine...

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Do electric wolves dream of electric sheep?

03-26-2001, 03:42 PM	#46
WOLFGIR Bastet - Egyptian Cat Goddess Join Date: March 1, 2001 Location: Sweden Age: 51 Posts: 3,450	Tobbin, that was great! Good to see you aroud here! Though, bad i do miss you alot ;( Well a new shorty beginning of one.. ______________________________ The murky leaves hides me well in the night, never telling them where I´m hiding. I had seen them entering the woods, and now they were so close I could smell them. Their foul stench screamed a protest to natures lovliness, which of, neither I belonged to. But I, yes I blonged to these woods. The creatures thought themselves mighty, they thought themselves strong and superior to thoose living in the forrest. Already they had crushed everything in their way, already they had killed alot of the fair ones. I like the fair ones, there women´s singing brings peace to my tormented mind.. Blood will race with you this night, foul ones, the beast is on your trail.. Slowly I rise from my hiding place, smelling the cold autumn air. The stars tinder and sparkles in my eyes, I am not mother natures lovely child, I am her beast.. I start to move and the ground caress my paws, the grass moves with me this night, this perfect night for a hunt. unaware of me the foul ones continue on there path, and i on mine... ------------------ Do electric wolves dream of electric sheep?