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Post by Indis on Dec 23, 2004 19:09:06 GMT -5
It is done now I become what I was. The Dark One The Kindred of these grounds. Built to hunt built to kill. I no longer care for light and now love the Darkness and blood now mixed. Red moons the signal of the hunt. Baring my fangs now you better run.
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Post by Kenja on Dec 24, 2004 19:29:56 GMT -5
*Takes his love in his arms and kisses her deeply*
I was wondering how long it would take you to let go and become what you were meant to be. Now you realy do belong to me. As I am also yours, forever. I can't wait untill we can play together. And we will have fun. Oh, and I mean that in every possibly way imaginable. *Kisses again, slower this time* Just try to be more excepting of my ideas of entertainment, please?
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Sabin
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Post by Sabin on Jan 3, 2005 10:42:30 GMT -5
Nice. hehe, i see u love her very much, Kenja
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