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Shiloh's Fang
Contributed by
Thumper0719
on
Tuesday, 13th April 2004 @ 08:02:37 PM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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Shiloh hunts in the woods. Looking back on all of the things he could have done. All of the things he could have done to save her. He may only be a dog. But not a dog of any sort before. He's strong, he's brave in every way. He gets smarter every day. And he's in a land of a magic sort. A fantasy land, but its dark and scary, and extremely flarey. He can talk in this world. He can fly like a bird. But his eyes are as dark as a storm cloud. And he shivers at all the fear he feels. At all the fears he has given to others. Even his dear old mother.
Shilohs fangs are sharp and bloody. His eyes feel teary and runny. He couldnt save her his dear friend. Now he will never see her agin. His owner the person he loved. As if she were his sitter. As if she were a dog too. And now the sky was no long a deep blue. But now a blood red. Now he seateld down into bad. But the pain of her death flowed inside. As he begain to close his eyes...
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2004-04-13 20:02:37] (Date/Time posted on
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