<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=57407.msg2645140#msg2645140">Quote from: Misery on January 17, 2010, 01:59:42 pm</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">He jumps as she materializes in front of him.  His fear pushes him several steps back as she begins to talk with the most fascinating accent he has ever heard.  He rubs his eyes several times to be sure that the cold or lonliness has not finally driven him over the edge.  Looking again her lithe form flows through the chill of the air. To his embarrassment it was becoming quite obvious that she was feminine and very much appeared to be without clothes.  Luckily for him his cheeks were already stained red from the severe cold.  He asks, “Who..who… or wwwhat are you?  What are you doing in this awful place?”  Her beauty memorizes him alien or not, there was a sense of beauty that he could not place.  He hopes that his loneliness for companionship is not tainting him in some way.  Realizing he never welcomed her he quietly comments, “Hello”.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/><br/>And then there was it, a new message in their topic, this very special place under the stars, this scene of two lonely hearts' night-talk, the little orange sign that rose gamers' adrenaline level and spiced their days with some long craved freshness there, shiny and new.<br/>However this post somehow felt unfamiliar, even style was a bit changed... or it wasn't?... No further explanation, just the story continuing and a single wink in a PM. Whoever was on the other end of the line they shared must have been like a hiding stream.<br/><br/><em>'She leaned forward and also a bit down to be at his eye level, a long greenish arm reaching out to touch him -his cheek to be exact- just like she was trying to measure his body temperature... But then that soft smile revealed all her intentions. It seemed to be part of her greeting. <br/>"We've always been here..." - that ethereal voice exhaled, making him tend to believe it WAS a hallucination. <br/>Her words mingled with the restless sound of wind here - or was it the wing mingling with her tones as the only true sound of this breathtaking landscape?... "Welcome, human son."<br/>Crystal clear eyes were inviting, pulling him closer only with their aura...'   <br/></em><br/><br/>