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| "No one has a finer command of language than the person who keeps his mouth shut" How can a monologue be written when the write cannot speak nor write; the answer you will find is within the silent lions eyes. Once a noble creature Rasuli knew of only love, honour and virtue however as he grew older his blood began to betray him. The blood of his father was corrupt, dark and evil and as the days went by his mother's warmth and kindness were destroyed leaving only a shadow of a lion, one whom had slipped into darkness and ruled with tyranny. The only light that lightened his soul, the only thing that could save him from the dangerous path to damnation was the love of a feline - Sarabi. She was his shining star, his hope that he too was meant for salvation, however that time has been and gone my friend, and only the fires of hell await him. |
| A house on fire A wall of stone A door that once was o p e n An empty face and empty bones Who ate your heart? You're cold inside You're not the one I hoped for I'll see you on the other side The wind wouldn't blow me home To lie in your heart of hearts Will I ever see you again And lie in your heart of hearts |
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| Rasuli. Nine Male Freedom (pictured right) Seventh circle of Hell Premordial Fued Four foot Thirteen foot. 475lbs. White fur. Black mane. Blue eyes. Aggressive yet pacified by his mate's presence, sadistic yet charming, psychotic, barbaric and flippant. Mute. |
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