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| Craving old memories...; Singing from the past... | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Dec 7 2008, 06:03 PM (37 Views) | |
| TheCityIsHaunted. | Dec 7 2008, 06:03 PM Post #1 |
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We All A Little Insane....
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He sat there almost compeletly uncloth, he was in black shorts, his clothing laying beside him, his leg's crossed, his knife was drawen but he wasn't using it to hunt, or such, he was actually craving from a log, the shavings falling on to his bare leg, he blew every now and then to get the dust away he pulled it away, and looked at it, a small smile came across his face, he had just finshed the lionness, and was nothing moving on to the wolf, he ran his fringer along the face of the lionness, before sighing gently, he began to sing to himself in arabic words, his voice it was rough, yet had that gentle tone to it, it was calming, like a a song a mother would sing to her children. "آه على المدمنين إصغاء Sweet والسكينة اننى كنت أستطيع أن يزيد وأنا نتوق لكم أنتم يضعف لتهدئة نوع, أقف يفيق عندما تكونون أنتم كل شيء كنت أشعر بالخوف يتبدد عندما كنت بعيدا عن حمل لي يؤذي bleed عندما كنت أرى أنكم أنتم عقد لي على السطح إطار ما أقوم قد الجلد " "Oh the sweet serenity I'm beautifully addicted You are more than I can take I crave you undiluted You calm the ache, I come awake When you are everything you are Feel the fear dissipate You carry me away When I hurt, when I bleed You're holding me Feel you scratching at the surface Under my skin " He craved away happily, until the small wooden wolf was done, "Ziff..." he said softly, looking at the wolf, before smiling calmly, he got up form where he was sitting, he walked over to a tree base, and picked up some stone's, he looked at them before returning to the water egde, he sat and crushed the stones in to his hand, until it was as fine as dust, taking the lionness, he dipped his thumb in to the water, and then in on to the lionness body, it came out as a red color, he smiled and began to paint her using his thumb, it was a delicate work. |
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My characters Ziff The Master ![]() [MOOD]mysterious[/MOOD] | |
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