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Joined: Jul 2007 Posts: 50 Karma: 2 |  | ;Ayo Cao « Thread Started on Oct 28, 2007, 7:44am » | |
..:My breath comes quickly, blowing through my wide-flared nares. I suck in the life-sustaining oxygen, filling my lungs to their capacity. My footfalls are thunderous and foreboding as my mass of nearly 500 pounds falls heavily upon my alabaster obsidians. The landscape rushes beneath my loping form, grateful to be under me.
..:The night is chill and dark. The moon hangs in the sky without light and the stars are shineless. Hovering clouds cover the scape, deciding to take a more forebearing appearance. The timber creeks in the wake of the wind, trembling at its tantalizing fingertips. The vegetation sucks in the carbon dioxide, glad they would be if they had the presence of mind.
..:My thundering form comes to a halt. Ass digs into my haunches, weight shifting. Had there been a miniscule of light it would be apparent that the little clouds of dust rose along my talons, clinging to the feathering of my pinions. My occuli, the colour of the night, quickly take in the horizon, seeing nothing. My inner mind wanders...
..:It seems as though I can feel the warmth, the presence of a body next to me. The heaving of life as the frame takes in its breaths. I'm comforted by its presence, though I have no recollection of what it is. I seem so small and fragile. I cling desperately to this ever-fading memory, brought back to reality. The hellish life I lead.
..:A snort is permitted through my paperthins, displeased at being interrupted I scream at the hooting owl that brings no harm. My hisses and pleas of insanity can be heard across the lands. There is no doubt that I had disturbed all of the living beings that might surround me, but that does not bother me. Who would seriously challenge an enraged bxtch?
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