Jan 29, 2004 19:02
Setting the bag of intelligence on the driveway, I shift and take out some of my anger by flaming the bag until nothing but fine ash remains. Looking around the yard I can see the yellow glow of my anger coloring everything. //Is there anythign else Karl?//
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//That's all that I have.// *I lighly caress yoru scales, my own skin feeling tight.*
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