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Post by Vel on Jul 22, 2009 10:07:30 GMT -5
J i g s a w _________________ Do you want to play a game? The colt nodded as the young, ebony Arab spoke her name; Bellatrix. It was a lovely calling. It rolled over the tounge like the sweet sap of honey. It also sounded like a dangerous name, right for a dark mare. The name was beautiful, yet it lured you in for the kill, like how a Black Widow had a beautiful name but deaedly name.
Jigsaw halted when the were several metres into Valle Nera di Morte. "This," he said, indicating all that was around him, "is my home." The colt began to walk again, tkaing Bellatrix deeper into the land. Hopefully she would like it here. Maybe as they walked, they would happen upon more herd members, possibly even Aro, but Jigsaw knew that Aro was away on 'business' for now, so they may not even see the painted stag for a few days.
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