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Post by Seven on Oct 21, 2005 14:46:25 GMT -5
The angel stares down at the shining river of wine below him, his feathers fluttering slightly. He sighs, taking a deep breath out., then smiles to himself. Everything is indeed quite perfect, inclluding himself. Long, smoooth and flat, silverish blonde hair tumbles gracefully off his shoulders his clear green eyes always focused on the rippling river, perfection is so dull... he yawns, It does explain why God made man to cause so much enthropy though... His grin goes wider as he strokes the side of his face with the long white nail of his left hand's index finger. Perhaps then....I should go visit some relatives he laughs to himself glancing down at his reflection in the red wine once more before soaring off to Earth.
Staring back at him is a ruggedly handsome figure. A silloutte of dark wings spread behind him, black wavy hair that reaches his chin and cold black eyes stare right back into clear blue ones.
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