Yaaram_x
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I'm not dead
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Post by Yaaram_x on Oct 31, 2007 14:26:44 GMT -5
Chocolate banshee made her way slowly throughout the large dry section of land that was once full with the familiar substance named water or as she knew it aqua. A thin layer of moisture was hanging in the air. She could sense it but the coolness of the substance was unable to reach her dry pelt. Oh how she longed to touch the moist substance. Tossing her heavily scarred dial she moved into a faster pace. Her muscular pillars carrying her with ease and grace across the rutted land. Well she was most likely to find another living dead equine here than anywhere else, wouldn't she?
Drawing her frame to a halt her hollow white optics darted around the large expanse of space. Thats when it hit her. Was she actually breathing? Or was it just that she thought she was breathing? She took a deep breath though it didn't solve anything. She couldn't feel anything and when she thought about it she couldn't feel anything when she was living. One thing she was certain of though was that she couldn't feel the cold draught and breeze's that was generally brought upon the equines by the natural sequence of wind. She had gone months since she had felt anything natural through her mask.
Auds listened carefully to the empty area. What was she actually hoping to hear? She didn't have a clue. Optics continued to work their way around the scene around her. She just hoped that she wasn't the only one of her type in this realm. Lifting her for pillars from the rutted ground she sent out her trademark calling.
Any that dare. Feel free to approach the dead witch.
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