10-19-2002, 07:46 AM
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Hidden Writhing Shadow
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Join Date: Sep 2002
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Silent Midnight Ecstacy
OOC: this story will mainly take place in the medieval age where I do hope alot could picture beautiful women then, knights, and yes the ever elusive dark vampires and such... the place of legends and myths started of that era..... You are all welcome to post freely but do give me notice if you wish to play a specific role or a desired role instead of playing out the lesser roles of people and knights of non great importance.
Long ago in the darkest of nights the wild was howling like a cold chilling breeze as if the dead themselves were moaning into the cold November wind sending chills to all the living and even some of the dead themselves... during this night a strange appearence grew on the horizon of a Dark pair of wings as they flapped silently in the night leaving silent dark black feathers on the ground as this strange figure perched upon the roof of an unsuspecting tavern. This figure curled and wrapped in his wings as he watched over the people below.
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The Willow knows what the Storm does not; that the power to endure harm outlives the power to inflict it.
Insanity and Genius are seperated by degrees of Success......
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Every Rose has it's thorns, mine are just more subtle.......
Submission is the deepest gift of trust, devotion, and love.......
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10-19-2002, 08:32 AM
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Seductress
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Join Date: Jul 2002
Location: Australia
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Inside the Tavern slept Lady Charlotte. Weary and tired from her journey from the North, she slept soundly. The moonlight streaming into her window, darkness surrounding her. She stirred but continued to sleep soundly. The wind kept flickering at her window causing it to open suddenly, sending in the cold howling wind. The creature ontop of the Tavern stirred and turned its head towards her window.
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"In love there are no rules".......Bono
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10-19-2002, 08:39 AM
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Hidden Writhing Shadow
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Staring deeply into her window the fallen creature was entranced seeing this young ravishing woman.... as his unsatiable desire drove him to swoop in and take her face and forceful his fear of being discovered and hunted for the mystical powers in which his race are known to possess he sits bidding his time staring intently upon this perfect doe among the lillies of the gentle river.
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The Willow knows what the Storm does not; that the power to endure harm outlives the power to inflict it.
Insanity and Genius are seperated by degrees of Success......
@ )-,'-------
Every Rose has it's thorns, mine are just more subtle.......
Submission is the deepest gift of trust, devotion, and love.......
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10-24-2002, 02:33 PM
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Charlotte tossed and turned in her sleep, as the creature entered her room. Awakening from her slumber she sat up and looked around. A shadow caught her eye, and thought maybe Lord Hayes had returned. But no she was alone. "Well, he might as well be gone... the old goat." The much older Hayes was desperate to have an heir and Charlotte had not bore him one. She had not been with him in over three month... seeing he spends each night with different woman trying to have an heir, but to no success. "Alone..." she muttered at she looked around the room, noticing her beautiful, youthful body in a nearby mirror... being wasted...
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10-27-2002, 08:38 AM
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Hidden Writhing Shadow
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The seemingly Dark shadow of this creature sits within the shadows unseen watching admiring and listening to this woman as within it thinks to itself, "Truely sad that such a beautiful thing is so truely empty and left behind in such sorrow I do ponder one day if she will blossum into a fuller beauty." His eyes dart around to make sure none are around as with the mystic powers of the wind causes a warm carress of air to gently carress her body feeling like a warm blanket pulled across her covering her in warth and gentleness.
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The Willow knows what the Storm does not; that the power to endure harm outlives the power to inflict it.
Insanity and Genius are seperated by degrees of Success......
@ )-,'-------
Every Rose has it's thorns, mine are just more subtle.......
Submission is the deepest gift of trust, devotion, and love.......
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10-28-2002, 10:33 AM
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The touch of warm, somehow made both her body and mind go to ease. She gently laid her head back onto the pillow. Her mind quickly drifting back to younger days when she...
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10-28-2002, 10:00 PM
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was free from all that binds her now. More aware of herself and what she wanted. She can see herself in her minds eye, the beautiful, shevlt woman that had once been. She knows that even now she holds that beauty, hidden somewhere beneath all the bitterness and lonliness that a loveless life has left to her. Only in the haze before sleep can she admit that the woman that once was is still alive somewhere inside her.
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10-30-2002, 07:27 AM
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Hidden Writhing Shadow
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Feeling her warm emotions seeking deeper opening her mind and body to him and accepting of what a creature he is he slips deeper and deeper with his mysticism into her soul to pull and bring that beautiful woman deep inside her to the surface to bear her soul openly before him. He silently moves closer and along the shadows trailing around behind her to gather her warmly into his arms never allowing her to see him but feel him in her deep mindless sleep.
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The Willow knows what the Storm does not; that the power to endure harm outlives the power to inflict it.
Insanity and Genius are seperated by degrees of Success......
@ )-,'-------
Every Rose has it's thorns, mine are just more subtle.......
Submission is the deepest gift of trust, devotion, and love.......
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10-31-2002, 02:07 PM
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Her mind raced through many scenes of her past, some as true as they happened, and some changed by sleep. Then her mind slowed as she dreamed about the small pond deep out in the forest, past the old water wheel. Oh, how she loved that place.
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11-01-2002, 06:18 AM
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Hidden Writhing Shadow
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Join Date: Sep 2002
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OOC: So far this story is going wonderfully I would like to see others posting soon after this post. Come show off your best work and if you do ask me personally in a PM you can have your own character in this delicate storyline and play an important role.
As the creature explored her mind searching for her desires, he emotions, her feelings everything about her he could see and find as he gently inserted himself into her mind like a shadow of the man of her dreams.. Like an unseen lover in which she can feel and hear only in her mind. He stands near the water wheel overlooking the water across the way from her without his wings he stands looking like a gentleman with long black flowing hair and a high muscled stature of a tall man nearly around 6ft in height and his eyes piercing blue like the waters before them. They shine deeply showing much desire, emotion, and lonliness within. He gently holds her in his arms in the chair where she rests to softly and suddenly cry upon her shoulder his emotions taking control. He backs away from her still remaining in her mind as his physical form slips into the shadows his wings hiding himself from her.
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The Willow knows what the Storm does not; that the power to endure harm outlives the power to inflict it.
Insanity and Genius are seperated by degrees of Success......
@ )-,'-------
Every Rose has it's thorns, mine are just more subtle.......
Submission is the deepest gift of trust, devotion, and love.......
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11-01-2002, 09:36 AM
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She look up and around... but he's gone. She rises to her feet and starts to take a stroll deeper into the woods.
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11-08-2002, 06:30 AM
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Hidden Writhing Shadow
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Silently staying in the shadows he follows her closely almost like as if he was her own dark guardian of the night watching her every move and watching the forest around her making sure of her safety as he uses his powers once more to make a feeling of warm arms wrapped around her like some gentle knight unseen holding her protectively as she walks through the forest but gently leading her towards a beautiful waterfall where he slips from the shadows to stand in the water letting it run down over his body his wings fully outcast the pitch black feathers having water swiftly running through and off them as he seemingly is bathing himself in the warm water.
OOC: I would like to ask that more people please post I know alot of you are veiwing this but are willing to post in it. You can be any type of fantasy creature you wish from angels to vampires to even arch-deamons that choice is yours but I would like to see this thread become full of your creativity and thoughts.
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The Willow knows what the Storm does not; that the power to endure harm outlives the power to inflict it.
Insanity and Genius are seperated by degrees of Success......
@ )-,'-------
Every Rose has it's thorns, mine are just more subtle.......
Submission is the deepest gift of trust, devotion, and love.......
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11-27-2002, 05:39 PM
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He reaches out his hand to her, beckoning her to join him under the caress of the falls. Still in a trance-like state she steps into him, her arms twining around his neck as he pulls her closer. Like a dreamer waking, awareness of the situation is creeping up on the Lady Charlotte, as she looks up to the face of the being who has haunted her dreams.She sighs, for surely this must be a dream too.
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01-03-2003, 01:01 AM
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Hidden Writhing Shadow
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Upon holding her he smiles kissing her softly his wings open suddenly enfolding them around her capturing her to him as he looks in her eyes whispering, "I have admired you from afar my delicate dove and adore you more so now."
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The Willow knows what the Storm does not; that the power to endure harm outlives the power to inflict it.
Insanity and Genius are seperated by degrees of Success......
@ )-,'-------
Every Rose has it's thorns, mine are just more subtle.......
Submission is the deepest gift of trust, devotion, and love.......
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01-03-2003, 09:37 AM
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Huggable!
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Join Date: Oct 2002
Location: Northeast coast, USA
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Lady Charlotte is not sure if she is dreaming or has awoken. Yet somehow she is not afraid but is at complete peace. She somehow feels she belongs here with this dark being. Charlotte has never felt as safe before as she does now being held by him. Her only desire is to stay...............
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