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 Posted: Thu May 03, 2007 8:02 pm
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Posted: Fri May 04, 2007 4:30 am
 Lanterns swinging as she walked briskly towards whatever her destination was, an emotionless face with bright, glowing eyes that held all her emotion, Rakuen Shinju glanced around her as she stared out into the darkness, the night, her one and only friend.
Born of the moon and stars, cared for by the darkness, she was like a ghost, her pale colors once there, and later, not there. But for her gold streak, you would never had known she had been and gone.
...This was Rakuen Shinju, guardian and lantern bearer of the night. Should you follow her light... you will only be welcomed by darkness. Beware, traveler.
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Posted: Fri May 04, 2007 1:44 pm
Luminescense Arma had clunked his shovel into the fresh new dirt. He had known another dead would be brought to the grave site. He kept shoveling. This monstrous numa; built and now in to the dirt he went. When he was done shoveling he put in a dark blue rose into the dent in the ground. He patched the flower's surroundings.
He then walked; this looking like a lion would walk, he went in too a grave building. This little place where it met with a tree and the tree was in the middle of the small building. He turned on some candles and started to work on sculpting a grave; he needed inspiration but yet ... where could he find inspiration. His ears picked up some light foot steps and a light was glowling outside; he didn't want to catch attention and scare whatever it was outside away so he kept on in his craft.
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Posted: Fri May 04, 2007 9:16 pm
She stilled as she noticed another in her presence, and stared at the dark, much bigger, much more built Numa who was in a building, sculpting away, as she wondered what he was up to. She was leading a few souls who had drifted towards her earlier on that night to their true end, their fates decreed, when she had noticed this black Numa, very much her opposite.
The night dweller of a female Numa crept closer, though spoke not a word. She wasn't much for conversation, but that did not hide her curiosity. She wasn't unkind, but neither was she kind. She, in her own way, was merely... emotionless. She did realize her emotions... but then again, she did not. Finally, she spoke. "...And what are you doing, sculpting so determinedly this time of night?" Her lanterns glowed softly, despite the light that was obviously helping the male Numa to see.
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Posted: Thu May 10, 2007 2:24 pm
When the other came in he glanced at her. The lantern softly burning inside it; he stared. The strand in her hair. The horn. The heart shape on her paw. He examined her from head to paw. He gave an understanding nod.
"I have to Finish this by tomorrow. The owner would be paying respects to the gave." He simply said in a sole voice. Calm and soullessly.
His tail swung side to side with his fishy friend laying upon it. the fish looked up with a dead motion to the female and laid its head back down.
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