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Sandcastle...She was beautiful like a sand castle made of dust and tears,
different then any girl I met in my long years.
Eyes of crystal and blue, skin of white and hue, hair of gentle curls,
if love can conquer anything, then with her I take worlds.
She was beautiful like a sand castle made of dimonds and pearls,
different then any girl on any single world.
The days went by as the time stood still, I always loved her and I always will.
She rested in my heart and laid in my arms, even when she's gone she will still.
Vlaad should be finished by Jeff some time after Issue or during depending on how he's feeling.
Hight :: 6'1/22'teeth
Wieght :: 180lbs/140'stones (With equipment!)
Eyes :: White
Discription - Unlike many other races of Spraw, the "Cydin" (Sigh-Din) have hard shell like flesh on the outside of their skin that can harden like the tightening of muscles. They also have a lack of legs, but are in no way disabled, as their body creates a type of gas that allows them to hover and float, also with bursts of this gas it allows them to jump nearly twice as far as a human. They can also move at an average rate, but have no extream advantages besides the lack of legs to wound. A sword passing through the gas does nothing. As well as they can fall from twice the distance as a human and remain unharmed. Thier backs have two wing like effects, two plates that hide razor sharp blades of bone. They also have hidden under their two extra tendricals that are soft as silk and known to come out whe
&quot;All the windows..&quot;
All windows bared, all doors locked, all wounds have scared and all veins to my heart are blocked.. Every step that I took, was in your direction, every mirror that gazed back at me, held your tainted reflection! Take me to the depths, to the depths of tomorrow, oh beast of hatred and sorrow, sloth of wretched pain, what reason do we play this twisted game.
Feel my back, razored and arched, eyes white bleached and nails starched, they burn not from fear, nor turn from pain, but from the core of a heavy strain, oh woe to thee beasts of burden, your suffering of success, so deeply blurred in.
I once reached to get the key of solemn promise, but it was denied to me, by a forgotten goddess, you want to break my chains, you want to set me free, but you see not what it is, for it is me, what aggony I have survived, has carved me through stone, where other men have died, I now call home. Do not pity me or hold me in contempt, I just feed on the fact that others fail in attempt.. When it drags
Sal'Quadin :: Bio
Artwork by Jeff Cruz
Written by -Asher
Hight :: 5'11/20'teeth
Wieght :: 118lbs/100'stones (With equipment!)
Eyes :: Yellow
Famous Quotes :: "Who the drow!? I'm the drow! THAT'S RIGHT!"
"Why do I have to wear the dress!? … It makes my hips look wide.."
"Of course I know how to use a pointy! … I mean sword.."
"NO! Kill the human! HE'S PINK! Nobody likes pink!"
"You said 'don't push the don't push button'. A double negative is a positive.. Right?"
"In drow, there is no word for love.. But there are 16 for sex! It's the language of booty!"
History – Born in the same year as Sabion they have been trained and hardened in almost the same exact way, however after a solitary confinement for 6 months for a botched assassination, Sal'Quadin has never been the same, as his mental level stayed the same, his out look on life changed. They say he is the only drow to laugh and even worse, make fun of other drow and what ever else gives him whim. His s
Bloody smile..Its been a while since I smiled, like cinder blocks and opal tiles,
lips grind together, crack and fray, spreading across this old face,
crack and split, bleed and drip, stain my teeth too express it.
It only hurts when I smile, it only hurts those short small whiles,
when all the pains, stains and hollow names, accusations with no one to blame,
but its not my smile that I hate its all the effort that it takes,
my lips wont purse, they will not curse, smiling in pain theirs nothing worse.
Those who have been cheated, hurt and lied too, I too will find you,
we will gather together, row by row, hold each others hands and never let go,
but we must bid a due, for not all words are spoken true, we all must all
smile, for a while, cause we all fucked someone too..
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