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03-24-03
*Sard lay on the extravagent bed, enjoying a breif moment of sanity* "let me see, the cat thing is still.... yes, and lady Isis is over there...."
*the candles and torches in the room flickered and went out. sard rose above his bed and floated on his back for a few moments before turning so hs feet were a few inches above the ground.*
*a gentle laughter left his lips and as he moved slowly to the wall nearest to Isis' bed chamber his shape seemed to change, the strangely elegant yet twisted figure with his elongated lims ...reformed some how, and floating in the air was a young man, his blonde hair bound behind his neck by a leather thong, pale blue eyes glinting with a hidden smile. the corners of his mouth turned upwards in a small grin as he place his hands on the walls and...*
*he could see inside her room, the large room filled with tasteful furniture. but where was the lady?...* "what is goth?" get a life, goth isn't something, somthing is goth, its an adjective. |