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06-02-2008, 04:04 PM
Nearby, a seventeen-year-old girl was tying a horse to a tree trunk; most of her head was hidden under a frumpy black hat, but wavy black hair reached her middle back. Her odd vest was black as well, along with her pants which were held up by an oddly furry belt. Her skin was mildly tanned, but it had a few odd white spots here and there; whether that was due to genes or pollution was debateable. She pulled a backpack off the horse's saddle and slinged it over a shoulder, grabbing what looked like a beaten-up old suitcase and looking over at the group; her eyes were a dark orange color. "... Well, there's people here, at least," she mumbled under her breath.
Ooc: GAAAH!! My post would not edit. x_x Fixed the typos.
I KNOW THE PIECES FIT, CAUSE I WATCHED THEM FALL AWAY, MILDEWED AND SMOLDERING.
FUNDAMENTAL DIFFERING, PURE INTENTION JUXTAPOSED WILL SET TWO LOVERS' SOULS IN MOTION.
DISINTEGRATING AS IT GOES, TESTING OUR COMMNICATION.
THE LIGHT THAT FUELED OUR FIRE THEN HAS BURNED A HOLE BETWEEN US SO WE CANNOT SEE TO REACH AN END...
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Last edited by Silent_Wolf : 06-02-2008 at 04:07 PM.
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