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Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2005 3:26 pm
Sakren walked in the sunlight in his wolf form. No one could see him, except himself and other light elements. He had a lost look on his face. This place seemed nice enough, but there was something odd about it. He heard music and walked towards it to find two people dancing. One with a violin. He sat down and folded his wings against his back. His yellow eyes watched intently.
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Posted: Wed Aug 17, 2005 3:55 pm
Rosiel smiled. You are a sweet silent soul my friend. You remeind me of an angel I hate. Maybe I should hate you too. But we are in need of friends not enemies this day." Rosiel smiled as he turned to the lake. "I wish I could leave this body and become an earth child again. I miss my fluffy angelic wings. Carrying me high into the sky." Rosiel looked to the clouds as his eyes became distant.
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Posted: Thu Aug 18, 2005 3:15 pm
"Wings are only missed till you have them again...then their a pain" she said as she stretched her black dragon wings that she almost never had shown.
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Posted: Fri Aug 19, 2005 4:54 pm
"My wings aren't a pain. If the are in the way I just push them against my back," Sakren said, thinking of how it must be to be grounded. He couldn't imagine. He had taken advantage of his ability with no thought to what a gift it was to have his wings. He looked at the girls and smiled, thinking of his girlfriend Tia, who also had wings. Black and white.....so opposite, yet serve the same use..... ~What is this place doing to me?~ he thought, realizing that his mind had wondered.
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Posted: Sun Aug 21, 2005 6:11 pm
Soon Rosiel stopped and his eyes became dark. As he sank back into the corner of Eilis soul. Eilis stared around. "I must have spaced again." suddenly quiet and reserved. Rosiel and Eilis were totally opposite one friendly and kind. One cold and distant. Eilis looked at the girl. "Who are you?" she whispered.
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Posted: Thu Aug 25, 2005 1:28 pm
Sakren cocked his head and stepped out of the shadows. "Hello," he said to Eilis. He was curious to how this being could be male and female, but restrained the question. He was in his wolf form and had his wings against his white back. He looked out of place; a solid white wolf with yellow eyes in a field of green beside a lake. His yellow eyes studied the girl intently, and he wagged his fluffy tail slowly.
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Posted: Wed Aug 31, 2005 6:34 pm
"I" Eilis stopped as her mind seemed to travel away. "I am Eilis." she whispered. Then the wind seemed to beckon her, so she turned and walked to the water. Which only lied a few steps away. "I feel so tierd all of a sudden as if I had been running or playing, a part of me seems to be smiling, but my mind knows this cannot be true."
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Posted: Thu Sep 01, 2005 6:04 pm
"I'm sorry that was my fault" She tucked her wings away and smile "My name is Blackfeather and I was playing for you..." She looked at the girl as she could not help but yearn for Rosiel. She barely knew him but he seemed to be her kind of guy...even if he was a female at times. "I'm sorry for um...coming up here and not saying anything to you or asking your permission to play at your lake..."
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Posted: Sat Sep 03, 2005 7:44 pm
Sakren looked at the two girls. He knew that he couldn't pull off being a dog this time. He walked over to the lake and peered down. His gleaming white face stared back with two yellow suns in the middle that were his eyes. He felt out of place. No where on earth was there another like him, that he knew of. He was lonely, yet, somehow satisfied. He could play hero anytime he liked but...something was missing. ~A handsome wolf, but I'm so out of place. Wolves don't belong with humans.~ His sleek, muscular body slumped to the ground. His head on his crossed paws. He looked at the two girls. ~Do they feel the same as I? Out of place?~ He studied his reflection somemore, then turned to look at the girls. He was tired.....tired of being alone. "Forgive me if I'm intruding," he said, at a loss for words. Sakren felt the sunlight on his back and wings.....
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Posted: Sat Sep 03, 2005 8:28 pm
"Sarken you are no intruding" She said once she heard his voice. She was somewhat surprised but that was it. She was a shadower after all and she never showed emotions. "We were just talking. Come join us...Ellis is it? this is Sarken..."
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Posted: Sun Sep 04, 2005 12:35 pm
Sakren stood up with a sigh, but it made him happy that someone had asked him to join them. He sat closer to them. "This your lake?" he asked Eilis. "It's lovely, but something is odd about it...It doesn't feel like a normal lake," he said, glancing at it.
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Posted: Sat Oct 01, 2005 5:10 pm
"I guess so, for the longest time Ive lived here Ive felt as if this lake would die with out me. Or a part of me is trapped in the crystal waters." Eilis eyes took a sad tint as she held her hands to her heart. "I just know that to leave, would bring something horrible."
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Posted: Thu Oct 27, 2005 7:29 pm
"Your powers are strange....perhaps it would...and not only it" Blackfeather said as she looked at her. "I believe you would too...but I've said too much." She shrugged with a smirk and began to play her violin again.
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Posted: Sat Nov 05, 2005 2:46 pm
Sakren just sat there. ~The lake is...alive? At least in someway connected to Eilis....~ Sakren thought about it. He at least could go wherever he wanted. Sakren listened intently to the violin, then on insticnt, began to howl with it. When he realized what he was doing, he layed down, covering his muzzle with his paw. "Sorry," he said with a sad smile.
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Posted: Sun Nov 06, 2005 7:58 pm
"No problem....wolf..." Blackfeather said as she closed her eyes and began to listen to her music. "I sometimes do the same..."
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