01-13-2003, 02:24 PM
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Hidden Writhing Shadow
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Join Date: Sep 2002
Location: Colorado
Posts: 72
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Gentle in his touch he looks to her gently moving the hair out of her eyes from the wonderful embrace they share, he softly kisses her whispering something she in her heart truely wished to know. "Who is this being?" she had been thinking and his soft voice replied as if to read her mind. "My Name is Darius, My dear. and I am a Dark Angel. One born in heaven with black wings but cast out for not being as beautiful or perfect as the other angels."
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