PSYCHO HAWK

THE TRAGIC HERO

The night is hot, despite the green grass and the mountain rising behind him. Still, he sits at his fire, all alone except for his tired horse. A warm breeze brushes back his long chestnut hair from his face. His hazel eyes stare endlessly into the dancing, flickering flames. And he waits . . . waits to forget.

PsyHawk is my love, though I'm afraid I don't know his on-line persona. So I've asked some of his friends from #sailormoon to describe him . . . unfortunetly, I don't have those quotes yet. ^^ But I'm working on it!

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