My Winterspring Frostsaber Mount on my hunter


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Darla stalked her quarry. She slipped behind the tall man, using his own cloak to conceal her movements like Lysette had instructed her. The folds of his hood were enough to hide her subtle movements as she crept slowly towards him. Her soft-soled boot slid noiselessly across the stone floor as she jockeyed herself into the perfect position for a ( Read more... )

Darla twisted this way and that before her polished copper mirror admiring her handiwork. Her hair was plaited tightly against her scalp and was knotted into a tight bun at the top of her neck. When she tipped her head back, her hair would press slightly into her neck, but other than that, it was nearly perfect.

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Darla stepped through the door into the breezeway. The passages on the lower levels were always packed with people hustling about, but they all gave her room to move unhindered. She ran her hands along the stiff brocade of her new gown, luxuriating in the feel of the fabric against the palms of her hands, as well as the flesh of her chest as she ( Read more... )

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dusted desk and the ledge and figurines behind computer desk ( Read more... )

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My left glutius maximus is badly bruised ( Read more... )

just condensing my music folder on my computer, putting all the bits and pieces of random music together by genre and i see that i have barely any goth music, a lot of random techno and oooooodles of heavy metal (lots of complete albums ( Read more... )