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life is our mind and souls bending and possibly breaking to deal with reality.  what a gift.

posted by darkness on August 15, 2004 at 5:32 AM | link to this | reply

Howling At The Edge of Town

Sinuous, steamy words like the cry of the lone wolf on a gelid Winter eve--forlorn, lustful, desperate, seeking an identity in the faceless wildeness. Or perhaps the purr of the pantheress, curled contentedly around her fresh kill, blood tinged lips curled into an ironic, huntress's smile. To dare is to invite devouring, but what a lovely way to go.

Yours howlingly,

The Wolf At The Edge of Time

 

posted by WhiteWolf359 on July 23, 2004 at 1:30 PM | link to this | reply

My thanks for reading Ariala as always

Raven Darke

 

 

posted by RavenDarke on July 23, 2004 at 8:31 AM | link to this | reply

Beautiful work, as always.

posted by Ariala on July 22, 2004 at 4:43 PM | link to this | reply